the check-out guy at trader joe's is flirting with me. i flirt back because i can.
as i walk down diversy carrying a bag he has declared "too heavy," he watches me through the glass.
i catch his eye at the precise moment that, unfurling my sunglasses, i stick the left temple up my nose.
6 comments:
work it, O. Nothing embarrassing like that has ever happened to me when I was trying to be cool. Nope. Not ever.
can you give me lessons? you and croftie are such cool cats. maybe your glitter will rub off on me.
I would find that endearing, personally. But then I love clumsy women.
not a word wasted. skilled.
ha! that just made my day.
your so cute.
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