Celie Thomas, Reader's Digest, March, 1991
My husband's uncle thought he had conquered the problem of trying to remember his wife's birthday and their anniversary. He opened an account with a florist, provided him with the dates and instructions to send flowers along with an appropriate note signed, "Your loving husband."
His wife was thrilled by this new display of attention and all went well until one day when he came home, kissed his wife and said offhandedly, "Nice flowers, honey. Where'd you get them?"