What's Love Got to Do, Got to Do With It?

Dan. . .
Charlie. . .
Mark. . .
and Joel.

We are the few, the proud, the Valentine's Day (Night) workers!!

Proudly we sit here on this night of lovers and watch all the pity-partiers walk in with sad looks on their faces, as well as those who hate Valentine's Day and are prejudiced against those that celebrate it, as well as those who bring their loved one into the realm of Harold B. Lee. Patiently we sit as those sympathetic acquaintences enter the library, make eye contact with us, and assume that we, too are lonely this night. They offer shallow condolences to empty ears as our attention drifts away because of their mindless babble.

I do not praise the day of St. Valentine, nor condemn it. I leave it to you to decide.