My Valentine

I would like you all to sit back, get a diet coke, and enjoy a funny little story about my valentine.

Two weeks ago Dan's debit card stopped working. Just like that, out of the blue, no money Dan! He called me frantic from work asking if mine was still working. Off to the store I dutifully went to spend some money to make sure at least one of us had access to all the bajillions (ha!) of dollars in our checking account. What I bought, I do not know, but I do know that my Hello Kitty debit card was working just fine.

We were confused- why would mine work and not his? Come on people! Dan called the bank and they asked if he had received his new debit card in the mail. He did, but discarded it because he did not sign up for a new one as he already had a wonderful Toronto BlueJays debit card that worked just fine. He thought that perhaps the bank was just making a mistake.

To Dan's dismay, no mistake had been made. You see, when I signed on to the account, I was given a debit card. A debit card that you could choose a style for! The wanna be Asian girl in me of course went for Hello Kitty- I could barely contain myself when I found out that was an option. And unknown to me, my style choice trumped Dan's style choice, therefore, his old debit card stopped working. 

Imagine the glory that a Toronto BlueJays debit card can bring to a very masculine baseball fan. Now imagine the shame a Hello Kitty debit card can bring to a very masculine baseball fan. Oh internet, it was so funny! I could tell Dan was pretty upset about this so I had to muffle my laughter, but he still caught it, and told me I couldn't laugh about it. Oh Dan. My poor Hello Kitty husband.

Now when he pays for things he hands his Hello Kitty debit card wrong side up to the teller. He tries to not make eye contact. Sometimes it happens though. The cashier that speaks no english points to the card, smiles while looking Dan in the eye, and says "kitty, cute!" and Dan blushes as he tries to get outta there.

For a few days he told me that I wasn't allowed to tell anyone, especially my sisters. My poor husband was in such emotional turmoil over the whole situation. Thus, I swore to him that I would never tell anyone. Slowly a change was wrought upon him and he didn't seem to care too much about it... . . and then he told me I could tell my sisters if I wanted too! What a thoughtful Valentine! And now it is out. Dan is my valentine, and he is the proud owner of a Hello Kitty debit card.

Maybe I am not making it sound as funny as it actually was/is, so please trust me when I tell you that it was just so funny. Feel free to bug Dan about it when you see him next :).