Happy Valentine’s Day.
Happy Single Awareness Day.
Happy Side Chick Avoidance Day.
I have observed that the language around Valentine’s Day has drastically changed. I find it sadly entertaining, and admittedly disturbing that New York area disc jockeys proclaimed this morning that many women would “learn today” that they are indeed the side chick with the understandable absence of their “him.” Those endearing morning texts that feel like the infamous frontal lobe kiss would be replaced with silence. One of the djs lauded women who “know their position” and know that they will not receive any attention today from their “partner,” who instead is spending time with his main woman. Instead these women, he continued, will be ready to continue their relationship on Wednesday, February 15th.
Main chick. Side chick. Side joint. Main joint.
There seems to be more attention paid to the seemingly acceptable infidelity than to the
original commercialized purpose of Valentine’s Day of celebrating one’s affection, care, and love for that special person in one’s life.There seems to be more attention paid to all the single and arguably lonely people on this day.
Maybe this speaks to the larger issue of the difficulty of dating or dating’s confusing, accompanying semantics. Or maybe this speaks to a larger issue of infidelity and some women’s acceptance of being the side chick. Maybe that acceptance speaks to fractured or dismissed relationship with oneself.
No judgement from my end; I am simply making an observation. Once again, what do I know? I’m a single guy, wearing a pink shirt and “smell good” cologne today to commemorate the day. Coming off of relationship week, I guess my antennas are heightened to all things relationship orientated.
Whatever you call today, whatever you want today to be for you, I sincerely hope that you get it.
Happy Valentine’s Day!