Don’t drop it, Max
February 17, 2007This morning at work.
This extremely cute girl walks in, with a toddler by her side. They walked up to me, and the lady tells me what they need; I got it for her, handed it over. We walked to the register, I tell her the financial damage. She forks over the cash, I close the register. I ask the toddler if he wants a balloon. I take his outstretched arms as a ‘yes’. I hand over the balloon; he accidentally drops it on the floor. The lady looks at the toddler, then takes a quick glance at me. Clumsily, she then says:
Don’t drop it, Max. You can do that when you’re here with mummy and daddy.
I get the message, girl. He’s not yours, you’re available. God you’re really pretty.
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She’s hinting she’s available. Did you try to get into a conversation and maybe get her number, or offer yours and see if she calls?
Believe me, I’m completely incompetent at striking up a conversation with a pretty girl. Missed out on lots of chances, and I spend plenty of time thinking what I should’ve said to them. I’m going to be 26 in April, take the chance if you get it. 26 and single most of the time really, really sucks.
Comment by John S. — February 18, 2007 @ 5:33 am
Well, it’s difficult to get the right tone and exchange phone numbers when you are on the job. You might get sucked for hitting on customers, even if the customer responds to your mating call (crowww, crooww). :)
Comment by Eugenia — February 18, 2007 @ 10:00 am
Gosh I can’t stop wanking!!
Comment by pbrain — February 21, 2007 @ 2:12 pm