Jul 26, 2010 14:44
Express guy shows up half an hour early to pick up the package, I open the door. "Dood?!"
"Doodette!"
"You're early."
"Yeah, I should find a shady tree and have a powernap."
"Yep. Nobody'll even know."
"Except you and me."
"I'll never tell."
"Like Vegas?"
"Yes, what happens at the bookstore stays at the bookstore."
"Oh, yes please!" And he leers handsomely.
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I'm not even trying with that one. What is it with me and delivery drivers??? BookGoddess suggests that they just want to deliver what they got to me. I don't even know. I'm not saying the flirting wasn't amusing, who doesn't enjoy being looked at with that much appreciation? But WHY CAN'T IT BE A SINGLE GUY??? Why do I STILL attract the married ones? This leads me to suspect that my stable of lovely flirting pick up and delivery men are not nearly as attracted as they make themselves out to be, they just know that they can flirt with me and I will flirt back and not scream harassment. Dammit. That is a rather depressing thought. Fuck that. Still flirting. Don't care. Gah, dammit.
wtfery,
random flirting,
bookstore