I saw two of the most beautiful girls in the world today. And now I'm wondering if they were SGs. o_o
Okay, the rundown: I work in a used bookstore. We buy and sell used books and things, so people come in all day with bags and boxes full of books, CDs, DVDs, all that sort of thing.
Anyway, two young women came in today and basically struck me dumb with their hotness. One had short-ish hair dyed black, blue, green... the other had long black dreds. They both had piercings, but the short-haired girl commanded most of my attention, partly because she was the seller, and partly because her lip piercings were just loverly. Also, she was wearing an SG hoodie.
I want to spend more time lavishing over their clothes-- very gothy, but not the typical off-the-rack goth I usually see on the highschool brats in the area. If it was from Hot Topic, it was at least put together in such a stylish way that it didn't even matter. These women just GLOWED, like bright birds in the midst of all the boring, paunchy, sweatsuit-wearing customers who are our normal fare.
So of course, I turned into a major idiot.
I dunno why it happens, but I get stupid and tongue-tied whenever I have to talk to anyone even remotely attractive. (I live in the Midwest, though, so this doesn't exactly happen on a daily basis.) And if these girls weren't SGs, then they SHOULD be, because goddamn. They had everything it takes to be an SG and THEN some. It's a wonder I didn't just try to climb over the counter and lick them. They were that cool.
Also, I only offered them about $14 for their stuff.
And when I tried to explain WHY the offer was so low, I of course simply jabbered like a moron and probably made no sense at all. I wanted to ask "Are you an SG?", but goddammit, I was way too intimidated. *shame* And then when they left I was so pissed at myself for not asking, but I'd been totally afraid they'd be like "Ew, freaky stalker bookstore girl" and then hit me with sticks or something. I mean, would YOU be nice to some little twit who only gave you $14 for your bag of possessions? 
Maybe this sounds weird, but pretty people really DO count as a major event for me. Maybe it's just the area I work in, but gods. NOTHING BUT BORING PEOPLE. And ugly people. And nasty, icky, trashy people. Fashionable people with snazzy hair and awesome piercings come in about once every six months, so it's practically something to mark down on the calendar and celebrate. In fact, I think I'll have a Green Apple Smirnoff in honor of today, which shall henceforth be known as Hot SG Girls At Work Day.
This one's for you, girls, whoever you were. Please do not hit me with sticks. *salutes*
Oh yes, and in other news, I got my new glasses. They're spiffy, but I spent most of today being dizzy as I tried to get used to the new, stronger prescription.
Those little blurs on the side of the frame there are jewels.
Okay, the rundown: I work in a used bookstore. We buy and sell used books and things, so people come in all day with bags and boxes full of books, CDs, DVDs, all that sort of thing.
Anyway, two young women came in today and basically struck me dumb with their hotness. One had short-ish hair dyed black, blue, green... the other had long black dreds. They both had piercings, but the short-haired girl commanded most of my attention, partly because she was the seller, and partly because her lip piercings were just loverly. Also, she was wearing an SG hoodie.
I want to spend more time lavishing over their clothes-- very gothy, but not the typical off-the-rack goth I usually see on the highschool brats in the area. If it was from Hot Topic, it was at least put together in such a stylish way that it didn't even matter. These women just GLOWED, like bright birds in the midst of all the boring, paunchy, sweatsuit-wearing customers who are our normal fare.
So of course, I turned into a major idiot.
I dunno why it happens, but I get stupid and tongue-tied whenever I have to talk to anyone even remotely attractive. (I live in the Midwest, though, so this doesn't exactly happen on a daily basis.) And if these girls weren't SGs, then they SHOULD be, because goddamn. They had everything it takes to be an SG and THEN some. It's a wonder I didn't just try to climb over the counter and lick them. They were that cool.
Also, I only offered them about $14 for their stuff.
And when I tried to explain WHY the offer was so low, I of course simply jabbered like a moron and probably made no sense at all. I wanted to ask "Are you an SG?", but goddammit, I was way too intimidated. *shame* And then when they left I was so pissed at myself for not asking, but I'd been totally afraid they'd be like "Ew, freaky stalker bookstore girl" and then hit me with sticks or something. I mean, would YOU be nice to some little twit who only gave you $14 for your bag of possessions?
Maybe this sounds weird, but pretty people really DO count as a major event for me. Maybe it's just the area I work in, but gods. NOTHING BUT BORING PEOPLE. And ugly people. And nasty, icky, trashy people. Fashionable people with snazzy hair and awesome piercings come in about once every six months, so it's practically something to mark down on the calendar and celebrate. In fact, I think I'll have a Green Apple Smirnoff in honor of today, which shall henceforth be known as Hot SG Girls At Work Day.
This one's for you, girls, whoever you were. Please do not hit me with sticks. *salutes*
Oh yes, and in other news, I got my new glasses. They're spiffy, but I spent most of today being dizzy as I tried to get used to the new, stronger prescription.
Those little blurs on the side of the frame there are jewels.