Jan 30, 2015
Okay, so — the absolute cutest boy came up to my register at my work today, and I think I died a bit on the inside, ‘cause cute boys usually don’t show up during my work hours, you feel? Anyways, he came up and he was like ‘hi, how are you?’ and of fucking course — I didn’t even answer his question. I was all ‘hi, how are you?’ right back, and I looked like an idiot, in brief. Like, who even does that? I’m so lame — I need the cone of shame that Doug wore in Up. God, that’s such a cute movie. Anyways, he laughed it off, and I have his number, but I’m pretty sure I’m blushin’ and shit still. Oh, and I’ve yet to stop smelling like coffee. I suppose there’s worse out there, though.
Didn't realise I made that much of an impression on you!
