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I had kind of a crazy day today. Lots of things on my mind that insist on reminding me of their presence at inappropriate times. I'm only taking three classes at school, yet I feel overwhelmed by the workload I receive every week. That, and the classes are boring. I don't mean just kind of boring - I mean instant coma boring. The ones that - in theory - could be interesting move at a pace just slow enough that the intellectual part of my brain shuts off after the first five minutes. I literally ran out of my sociology class. *mutters* Stupid mind-numbing guest speakers.
My tedious day was brightened however, by going to work. (Yes I know that's uncommon, but in my life, excitement comes in many forms.) My last customer was an incredibly hot guy buying a package of nuts. (No pun intended, but laugh if you must) The funny thing was that it wasn't his looks that sealed his place on my 'all time favorite customers' list, but his voice. Dear God. I can't even describe it. Kind of soft, but had an undertone that had me gripping the counter for support. He even gave me several looks from underneath his eyelashes, the coy little bastard. And when he told me to have a nice day...oh boy...I just about melted. Something about the way he said it...
I rarely have these kind of experiences that are so electrically charged and when I do, I usually think that's only me. I dunno. I probably should've asked him out - but talk about being out of your league! Somehow his voice suggested that he could do things to me I've never imagined, and take me places I'd only dreamed of. My spine is tingling just typing this.
In reality, though - I don't think I would be ready for such an encounter at the moment. I'm working my way there, but the last thing I want is to rush into the whole thing minus my head. I guess it's just not my style.
*Yes, and mankelly if you're reading this, I blame the song on you. I now listen to it almost every day. (several times) I thought it had faded away with the rest of my eighties music, but no - you had to drag it out. I think I may have a serious problem. *giggles uncontrollably*
Friends, family, school - these are all just obstacles in the way of listening to more Pointer Sisters.
My tedious day was brightened however, by going to work. (Yes I know that's uncommon, but in my life, excitement comes in many forms.) My last customer was an incredibly hot guy buying a package of nuts. (No pun intended, but laugh if you must) The funny thing was that it wasn't his looks that sealed his place on my 'all time favorite customers' list, but his voice. Dear God. I can't even describe it. Kind of soft, but had an undertone that had me gripping the counter for support. He even gave me several looks from underneath his eyelashes, the coy little bastard. And when he told me to have a nice day...oh boy...I just about melted. Something about the way he said it...
I rarely have these kind of experiences that are so electrically charged and when I do, I usually think that's only me. I dunno. I probably should've asked him out - but talk about being out of your league! Somehow his voice suggested that he could do things to me I've never imagined, and take me places I'd only dreamed of. My spine is tingling just typing this.
In reality, though - I don't think I would be ready for such an encounter at the moment. I'm working my way there, but the last thing I want is to rush into the whole thing minus my head. I guess it's just not my style.
*Yes, and mankelly if you're reading this, I blame the song on you. I now listen to it almost every day. (several times) I thought it had faded away with the rest of my eighties music, but no - you had to drag it out. I think I may have a serious problem. *giggles uncontrollably*
Friends, family, school - these are all just obstacles in the way of listening to more Pointer Sisters.