So the other day I was right near my house on my way home, when I noticed this girl on the street who was ridiculously my type. Tall, short brown hair, kind of artsy.
So I just went grocery shopping, and I was looking at my groceries trying to sort them out when I hear a girl say “hello”
So I look up and my cashier is the cute girl. So, as I am a complete fool, I say
“Oh, its you! I saw you walking the other day.”
God I am so creepy sometimes.
Her name is Becca. Part of me wants an excuse to grocery shop again and part of me wants to never go back there.
Merg merg merg.
LMAO! That is excellence, you have to go back.