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February 12th, 2008

It’s late at night. I’m at Safeway getting the last of the Vday candy that I need. The checker is barely post high school and quite talkative.

Checker: Good evening. Buying candy for your boyfriend?

Me: Uh no.

Checker: Oh, sorry. Your girlfriend, then?

Me: Still no.

Checker: Sorry, I’m sure you’ll meet her soon. Need help out with your bags?

Me: No, thanks.

I exit the store shaking my head in disbelief that this kid is not sorry for mistaking me as a lesbian but because I haven’t found ‘the one’. 

Posted in Day-to-Day, Personal | 6 Comments »

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Link Here | February 13, 2008,

Speechless….I am just speechless.

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Comment by H-


Link Here | February 13, 2008,

Omg……this just might be the greatest story ever…minus the “love lift us up” moment…..

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Comment by Lauren


Link Here | February 13, 2008,

I like that she assumed that you couldn’t possibly just know normal non-romantical people who eat candy.

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Comment by Heather Bee


Link Here | February 13, 2008,

Oh, it wasn’t a she… it was a he. Some punk faced high school kid made this mistake.

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Comment by Laurel


Link Here | February 13, 2008,

Wishful thinking… you should just be flattered. I’m sure he slept like a baby that night :-)

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