This week, I decided to stop pretending I have any authority on love whatsoever and go straight to management. That’s right — I called Cupid. Because if anyone should be held accountable for Valentine’s Day pressure, it’s the tiny winged guy with a weapon.
Today I checked in with Mr. February 14th himself. He picked up. He had opinions. He was very confident for someone who wears a diaper to work.
We covered the big stuff. I asked him what advice he has for guys who suddenly realize — usually around February 13th at 4:47 p.m. — that Valentine’s Day is tomorrow. We talked about the emotional obstacle course that is writing something meaningful in a card without sounding like you copied it from the internet. And of course, we flipped the spotlight and asked what women are actually supposed to get their men. (Because apparently “existing” is not always considered a sufficient gift.)
Cupid had thoughts. Oh, he had thoughts. At one point I considered asking him to stick around year-round as my relationship correspondent.
What I appreciated most is how seriously he takes his role in all of this. Valentine’s Day, according to him, is basically his Super Bowl, Olympics, and tax season rolled into one.
I’ve got our conversation right here. And trust me, you’ll want to hear what Cupid actually said.
Go ahead, take a listen below. I can’t be the only one taking advice from a flying baby.
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