Yeah, I remember how things were before yuge public LLM (don't you? it was like a few months ago), and a PR official would have roasted for picking a Hallmark card at anytime in my lifetime.
This Valentine's Day my (very corporate) landlord paid somebody to hang a little bag containing confetti, a small twix candy bar and a mechanical pencil on my door. What am I, in third grade? Totally tone deaf, but what can I really expect from a soulless corporation?