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the cute EMS guy came into baskin robins again today. he watched me screw up a cake order, and then he examined my finger cuz i told him i sliced it the other day and that i was going to get lead poisoning in it and die if he didn't look at it....but he said it looked fine and that it wasn't even big enough to call it a gash (p.s...liz said that when he was "examining" it, he was practically holding my hand). so EMS guy stayed for a while talkin to me and liz while we shamefully flirted with him....and then he left because it started getting busy BUT when he left he said he'd see me monday cuz that's his day off
....yeah, me and liz don't even know this guy's name. all we know is that he's 19, he's an EMS, and he always orders mint chocolate chip in a cup with chocolate sprinkles cuz he's too much of a pansy to try anything else. liz said if i need to, i can use her dead body to get him to come to baskin robins so he can talk to me and i can ask him personal stuff like his name, or his social security number, or his mother's maden name (juuuuust kidding). elizabeth, yer a pal!
that's all