There are few things in the world that I hate more than glitter on greeting cards. Oh how I love picking up a seemingly uncontaminated card at the store and…BAM: glitter! How did I not see it until it was all over my hands, now it’s on my clothes, in my car? That crap follows you everywhere. Whoever came up with this idea should be punished in some way. I’m not even kidding. And we keep allowing it. Not cool.