So I live in a VERY small town for grad school right now and there’s a liquor store right down the road in a little plaza. Because I’m trash and have nothing else to do here, I go to this liquor store frequently to get wine. The two women who work there know me by now and we’ve exchanged mild small talk over the last year and a half.
I walk in today and as I’m bringing my wine up to the register, cashier 1 asks me how old I am (she knows I’m over 21 but I figured she wanted to know my actual age). I told her “I’m 24, will be 25 in a few months”. She smiles and goes “Are you single?” This is kind of an awkward question, especially for a queer woman in a conservative town. I go “Yes….why do you ask?”. Cashier 1 tells me that cashier 2 thinks I would be perfect for her son. Apparently this guy is a history major, 6′6″, very smart….and 20 years old.
I smile and laugh politely in the middle of the liquor store while other people go up to the register. Both cashiers keep telling me how they think he would really like me, and the mother goes back to get his pictures to show me. I’m standing there thinking “What the fuck is actually happening right now?” The mom brings the pictures, which are his senior pictures from high school from 2015 which makes me feel ancient. The mother then proceeds to CALL HER SON from the landline in the store and hands me the phone so I can talk to him. So I’m talking to this kid on the phone in the middle of a liquor store, while his mom gets on the other receiver and tells him to get my phone number.
I didn’t feel like outing myself in a small town liquor store, so now he has my phone number and I’m not sure if I can go back to that store hahaha
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