The video reminded me of a not-so-funny incident on my 30th birthday. The Ex "didn't have time" to buy me a gift, though he passed any number of stores between home, work and his favorite bar(s). My parents had thrown me a little celebration the day before, so the no-time argument was particularly lame.
After a storm of sobs and tears directed at him and another on the phone to Mom, the Ex went out shopping next day. Upon return, he magnanimously presented me with these gifts:
- a bottle of Moët & Chandon champagne (cheap, because the franc was way down);
- a brand-new hammer in a paper bag (on weekends we were renovating an old building out in the sticks).