The idea of sharing Valentines with my co-workers gives me hives, but I'm an extremely uptight colleague with rock-solid boundaries.
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That's ridic, omnis.
Uh, what the hell, omnis. This is not elementary school.
I would so not participate in that stupid V-Day crap, Omnis. Ack.
I would just not participate, to the point of not even opening the "valentines" that are in the box.
Alternately, just print up a bunch of flyers that say
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Development forced me
So this is for you.
We have a Secret Santa thing during Christmas, but it's completely optional.
Roses are red,
violets are blue;
I'm taking the job in California
Because of whack shit like this.
like teppy's version, but it might be a touch premature.
Roses are red Violets are blue You bought shit for somebody else I bought this shit for you
The Valentine thing is ridiculous. I work at a warm, fuzzy school, and though we always have a "Make a Valentine" option in the faculty room (one year with Buffy valentines that I had nothing to do with but loved nonetheless) no one has to A) participate, B) provide their own, or C) feel guilty about thinking it's silly and deciding to opt out.
On a more serious note, Omnis, I think you need to tell your boss the truth. Sooner or later he's going to find out you applied, even if you don't get/take the job, and a lie now has the potential to make that really uncomfortable.