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I was at work a while ago generally making a nuisance of myself. It was one of those days and I was just not interested in the slightest in acting like a human being. Then there's this guy. He comes up to ask for something from his waitress. I think he was joining the table or something. I'm immediately attracted. But I could be more attracted. Ok. Thats a lie. I am immediately turned on and thinking "can I have that?" but not entirely sure why. Now guys run in packs. Hell, people run in packs. Theres not a lot of interspecies mixing. So my thought is "If he looks like that then I'm sure the people hes eating with look similar." So I should go investigate. I make a wide swing around the restaurant not talking to anyone and glancing at drinks. When I round the guy's table I notice that not only do none of the guys at the table look anything like him but they're all (including him) wearing greek T-shirts. And I'm done. Yet another group of obnoxious frat guys that I'm glad aren't my table. But then the cute one looks up as I walk by and tries to hit on me. I'm taken aback but mostly just wildly annoyed. And proceed to return to being an obnoxious little shit to my coworkers.
I was on register that night so I had to talk to the entire group to ring them up and when the cute guy comes up some how we get on the subject of the knives next to then register (which my boss uses to de-curl the receipts at the end of the night, by the way) and I basically threaten to stab him. Depressingly, its not the first time I've told a customer I'll stab them. Usually they take it good naturedly. The guy laughs and hands me his credit card and blah blah, how was your food? They leave and I'm hit with this sudden idea that there might be something about this guy that I'm missing. So I grab his credit card receipt, write his name down, and decide to remember it.
To Be Continued.
(Cause I have to go to work)