Co-worker: I love this place, but I dont like it when customers hit on me. That customer just called me beautiful.
Me: yeah, I don’t have that problem.
It was my lucky day.
I was in First Booth, the rainy weather compelled all the good looking men to come on thru.
blue eyes and well-trimmed beards are my kryptonite! I was trying to maintain a level of professionalism! It was so damn hard.
They would pull up, grouchy and sour-faced! I would smile and greet them. Let me tell you, there was nothing sexy about my voicy. All scratchy from allergies! Still all mucus and phlegm. A real portrait of sexiness let me tell you! (not)
Suddenly their eyes would light up, they would smile. They were very happy to see me. It kind of got to the point where I got paranoid and thought maybe I had something on my face. My fly was open. Or that when I bent over, they could see more of my breasts than my shirt should have allowed.
One of my pet peeves though is when a guy tries to get my attention and when he has it, suddenly becomes aloof. I hate that! If I don’t say hi or acknowledge you, let it go. If I do say hello and acknowledge you, don’t pretend you don’t know me! Fucking mind games!
I had been greeting the driver when I caught glimpse of the passenger. It was Matt C. No big deal. Whatever. He made it seem like a big deal. He was like a dog, all excited bouncing in his seat, leaning over trying to catch my attention. Finally, I looked over at him and smiled. “Hi Matt how are you!”
He sits back in his seat, this blank expression on his face. “Oh, I am fine. and you?” he answered in a non-committal tone.
I stared at him for a minute bewildered by his reaction, took back the interact and didn’t answer. Annoyed beyond belief, I said goodbye. Fuck, I hate mind games.
Not even a few minutes later, a truck pulls up. “Hi is your order,” I turned from the order screen and stopped in mid sentence. There was Elle-Jay’s ex-boyfriend Robert. I had not seen him in two years. “Oh my god, Robert where have you been!” I exclaimed.
He burst out laughing. “I have been trying to be good, and not eat here.” he answered.
I laughed, “Thanks for making me feel guilty”
He laughed harder. “Sorry. How have you been?” he asked.
“They have you back up in here.” he surmised.
“In my cage.”
“Well you will probably see me around more then” he murmured.
Blue eyes! ack, my kryponite!