The (Not So) Sweet Smell of Valentine’s Day
My wife walks in the door this morning, and the first thing she says is, “Wow, what’s that smell?” “Happy Valentine’s Day honey,” I yell out. “Your gift just came.”
That gift was the Valentine’s Special from Omaha Steaks. And it wasn’t just a couple of days late. It was a couple of weeks late. And even though the styrofoam container was sealed, it was obvious what was inside wasn’t something to be reckoned with.
This was the Valentine’s Special. Steak and lobster. Looks pretty good, doesn’t it? But I was prepared for this disappointment. On Valentine’s Day I called Omaha Steaks (read “Dead Meat On Valentine’s Day!”) and was told the package had been sitting at the local UPS office for two weeks. “Looks like you had some bad weather. It couldn’t be delivered,” I was told.
We were also warned not to eat it when it showed up at our front door. Good call.
But my cat loved it!
Good thing I had a back-up plan.
Smells much better!