kidmorlock

ok, so there's this girl. (not often that can be claimed) She works at The Trader Joe's I frequent.

---Tangent---- Feel the need to halt a second and profess big for the T-Joe. This is the coolest grocery mart. Organic apple, mnnnnnnnnn.-------

So yeah, she works checkout. Both times last I have shopped there we have both doth bantered and flirted like pros.

She blushes.
She bats a lash.
She scans a barcode.

Here's the rub: I just don't think it's right asking her out while there is this 'money exchange for foodstuff/goods' thingie going on. It's not fear or a lack of confidence. If we met on the street, I'd be exchanging numbers in a Babytown minute. But she's at work. It would be, well, fucking rude and "how dare you!" of me."

Oh, well.

and now for something completely different...

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