This happened last year on St Valentine's Day. I was puzzled what to present to my beloved. We squabbled a little and I didn't know whether I should present him something romantic or something practical (so he wouldn't think that I wheedle). I was thinking all morning long but still couldn't think out anything. I came home for dinner and still had no ideas. And he should come soon…It's better, of course not to meet him at home (there were some time until evening and he could say sorry and I still didn't have the present for him…)

And I decided to leave for work earlier, suddenly I heard the doorbell. I opened the door and saw a guy who was holding the rose in his hands. He said that somebody asked him to present me this rose. I had one admirer who always paid attention to me and presented me something from times to times but I didn't like him. So he gave me the rose and went away. "Unfamiliar guys don't forget to congratulate me and my beloved probably even don't remember about