Father's Day is hitting me harder than ususal this year. Probably because every single cashier and clerk (except for the ladies at Victoria's Secret, thankfully - they only pushed me to get a VS credit card, which I refused to, and I urge all of you to do the same, but I digress) keep prompting me to "remember to pick up a Father's Day gift". I've just been saying, "Oh, I don't have to do that," or, "He doesn't need a gift card where he is", but I think I may have to lay a guilt trip on the next person who reminds me about June 20. I've been sparing them to maintain my composure, more than anything else.