
Lady to esthetician
after Brazilian waxing, “Looks great. See you next time. Love you.”
Man to coach
after kid’s soccer game, “Great game. See you next time, Bro. Love you.”
While it’s
great to love thy neighbor as thyself,
I don’t think I’m ready to verbalize that love to the entire world. Sort of
loses its meaning in translation.
“Yes,
doctor, I drank thirty seven gallons of prep juice and I’m ready for my
colonoscopy. And one more thing before
you put me under and probe my interior with that fifty foot roto-rooter…Love
You.”
Call me
crazy, but I have to wonder where this “Love You” thing is headed if goodbye is banned from the dictionary.
“Thanks for being a valued customer of Never
Works Cable Company, Mr. Smith. I’m
happy we were able to solve your sixteen hour connection problem. If we can
help in the future, don’t hesitate to call us. Love You.”
Let’s face
it. If we don’t get control of tossing this expression of affection around so
casually, where will it all end?
“Attention
Super Store Shoppers! Don’t miss our
special in aisle three - buy one can of peas and get six for free. Thanks for
shopping with us today. Love You.”
Next time
you’re out and about, listen for people loudly expressing love through their
cell phones, across parking lots or when leaving restaurants. Then tell me it’s
a figment of my imagination.
I may be old
fashioned but I think the “Love You” endearment has more impact written on a
card tucked in an unexpected bouquet of roses, scribbled on a Christmas present
tag or uttered as a breathless whisper in the clinches.
Still, I
don’t want to seem unemotional, insensitive, or hardhearted.
So, in
closing, may I say, “Thanks for reading. Love You.”
Love you too Marcia! :)
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