Hello…
Hello cute guy in the hat and the white t-shirt who works at Vickery Park on Henderson.
We talked about Skittles for 10 seconds (ya’ll reading this had to be there) and then you had to go back to delivering beers and stacking glasses. I didn’t catch your name and we only exchanged a few glances, but I think you are cute. And I want you to know that I think outside of beer bottles and bar tabs, you have a story, which I want to hear.
I will be back…
Eye candy.
I make a weekly trip to the grocery store, usually Kroger, on Sunday mornings. This is the second week in a row that I have forgotten something in the morning and had to make a run to the Albertson’s on McKinney in the evening.
And this is the second week in a row that I have noticed the serious eye candy who apparently pick up their weekly necessities, like bananas, milk, eggs, maybe some cereal, after 7pm on Sunday nights.
*Note to self: Forget something every weekend so I can look at cute guys pushing shopping carts. And wear something semi-cute so it doesn’t look like you are trying too hard.*
