Just got back from lunch and had to tell someone my story...It wasn't planned and I wasn't looking for a #...
There's this CD store I got to about once a week on lunch. There's this HB...8.0 working the check out counter.
I stand in line and it's my turn. She rings me up and gives me my change. I look straight into her eye and say in a serious tone "Are those real?"
She looks kind of shocked and says "what?" and looks down and then up.
I say, "your eyes. Are they real? They're nice".
Now she has this half grin on her face and says "yeah".
I hesatate and say, "what did you think I meant...?" Smiling, I say "oh, you girls are all a like!" (what ever that mens) and I walked out...
I looked back and she was smiling big time...I'll be back for the # next week...
There's this CD store I got to about once a week on lunch. There's this HB...8.0 working the check out counter.
I stand in line and it's my turn. She rings me up and gives me my change. I look straight into her eye and say in a serious tone "Are those real?"
She looks kind of shocked and says "what?" and looks down and then up.
I say, "your eyes. Are they real? They're nice".
Now she has this half grin on her face and says "yeah".
I hesatate and say, "what did you think I meant...?" Smiling, I say "oh, you girls are all a like!" (what ever that mens) and I walked out...
I looked back and she was smiling big time...I'll be back for the # next week...