I was at work yesterday, and this guy came in that I had been eying. I know his friend Sean comes in several nights a week and has for the past two years, so I was going to have my coworker Katie tell him I thought his friend was hot. I complimented his Darth Vader shirt the first time I saw him...little steps, little steps. So I was planning on pulling an Alex and writing my number on his receipt last night because I was pretty sure Katie didn't tell Sean or hadn't seen him or forgot or something.
SO WHAT DID I DO WHEN HE CAME IN? I GAVE HIM MY NUMBER AND HE REJECTED ME, RIGHT?
Well He came in and got his orange juice, and after he swiped his card I sat on the floor to tie my shoe. Behind the counter. His receipt came out and I stood up, handed it to him, and instead of giving him my number, I SAT BACK DOWN TO CONTINUE TYING MY SHOE FOR A REALLY LONG TIME. It totally made sense to me at the time, and I don't understand how or why.
THIS IS WHY I'M SINGLE.
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oh gosh, boo, you are so retarded. <3 you and you know I've done shit like this and worse. we're the best.
ReplyDeleteis it too... inappropriate to post that text senor sent me? its hilarious but i dont want people getting the wrong idea. or the right idea.
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