SINGING MY WAY TO EMBARRASSMENT


I broke into the Jazmin Sisters “You” while in drive thru. Doing a nice slow grind.

I turn around and there was the hot plumber with the tattoos and beard standing in drive thru. With his partner. He had come into Second booth to fix the leak and Steve was directing him into our main water usages. The hand wash stations and espresso and smoothie machines.

Oh why do these awkward things happen to me!

I turn around and continue singing trying to keep my dancing on the low key! I had to make a drink and there he was staring at me.

Ok no. Stop. I’m just being a dork!

I went on my break going downstairs. I was singing “you make me so weak you you you” i turn the corner and bam! There he was!

What!

I hurried into the change room to die in a puddle of mortification!

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