So at around noon yesterday,I got this sudden inspiration to surprise M with a V-Day gift.After some serious pondering,I figured he needed an armband for his mp3 player in order to take it to the gym.So I checked online and saw that FRY's had a good one in stock.I knew that the husband was planning on going home around 3.00 pm as he was feeling quite under the weather.He has been down with the flu since Monday but has been really swamped at work and hence was not in a position to take some time off to recoup.
So I picked up the armband and a king of hearts mug and a simple card from Hallmark,went home,gift-wrapped both and left the card and the armband on the laptop in the living room and the mug on the rest room counter next to the sink and went back to work.
M went home and since the first thing he normally does is open the laptop,he found his first gift without any difficulty.And not to mention,he loved it.I went home 10 minutes later and was greeted by a sick but beaming M.And since the idiot hadn't even seen his other gift inspite of having used the restroom,I asked him to go look for it.He did and at this point he was thrilled to bits about his gifts.
He then asked me from where I bought the armband.I said FRY's of course.And you should have seen the proud look on his face that my answer elicited."Fry's?You went to Fry's?!Aww you went to Fry's." he said.Apparently the best part of it all was the fact that I went to FRY's for the armband.And what about all the effort I put into everything else?Doesn't that count for something?Silly fellow.It was almost like the male version of that ad for Jarred Jewellery where everyone raves about how "HE WENT TO JARRED!". FRY's is M's mecca for all practical purposes.