My son and daughter-in-law recently celebrated their wedding anniversary and my wife wanted to give them a really nice card. Since she’s avoiding going out to any indoor public places unless it’s absolutely necessary, she does most of her shopping online, and she spent a lot of time looking for the perfect anniversary card for them.
She saw one card and loved the pre-printed message on the inside of the card.
So she ordered the card and once the card arrived, she spent a long time thinking about what she wanted to write on the card as a personal message to our son and his wife. After she finished writing that personal message on the card, she handed it to me and asked me to add my signature.
I opened the card, read the pre-printed message, plus the personal message that she’d handwritten, which I thought was really beautiful, and added my John Hancock next to her signature.
Then I looked at the front of the card for the first time and said, “We can’t send this card. It’s not right for them.”
“What are you talking about?” she asked. “I spent hours online searching for the perfect card for their anniversary. And I spent another chunk of time thinking about and writing that personal message. You didn’t do diddly squat other than signing your name on the card. And now you’re telling me it’s not right for them? Why the fuck not?”
I said, “Look carefully at the front of the card.”
Still angry, she grabbed the card from my hand, looked at the front of the card, and then looked back at me. “Oh,” was all she said.