Added: Sun. Nov 04, 2012 12:56pm
Posted in: Living
I’ve always known I was more romantic than my wife, but I
figured that given time I could show her the wonders of seeing life through a
After she began teaching, I sent her flowers on the first
day of school. She asked me to stop. Flowers don’t have a long shelf life in a
third grade classroom. So I tried other things but nothing seemed to work.
Then a couple of years ago I started sending her e-mails
every lunch hour and signed them with the initials, L, Y.S. that, obviously, meant “Love, Your STUD.”
After the first time I used the initials, I asked if she had
understood the meaning. She smiled, nodded and said “Of course.”
My heart soared. I was finally making progress. My mistake
was soon revealed. A teacher saw me carrying a case of water to Linda’s
classroom and remarked how nice it was to have a husband who helped.
“Oh yes,” Linda said and smiled. “He signs his e-mails to me
as “Y.S.” for your slave.”
I realized then that even with aid of e-mail and other modern
technology there were some things I was never going to change.
Maybe I’ll go back to flowers.
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