Valentine's Day is already difficult for fans of the comic strip Cathy. Now they've got to deal with
this.

For 27 years, single women of not less than 30 and not more than 60 have counted on Cathy to brighten their cubes. I'm talking about the ladies with one in box that's always filled and another that hasn't been for years. Maybe they're not the most toothsome, but it's not like they're not asking for Tom Jones. Just someone to curl up on the couch with the kittens (named Josh Groban and Andrea Bocelli, after their favorite singers,) open up a pint of Häagen Dazs (they shouldn't, but they will,) and watch the latest edition of The Bachelor with (it really is like a fairy tale.) While they wait for their Dilbert, they can count on Cathy to commiserate.

But for Cathy to abandon them? And on Valentine's Day? Well, you'd better make that pint a quart.

Analogcabin @ 9:40 AM
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