Because right now, I am flumoxed.
The shoe chick at Stride rite thinks I'm hot.
She likes me.
really, she likes me likes me.
She wants to have drinks AAAAAAAAND with me.
Maybe because I am blonde or maybe because I am so not attracted to women I was totally clueless to the signs and signals she was sendin me.
On Monday she came into my store and was flirting (I didn't recognize it as that - because y'all all know I'll talk to anyone)
Tuesday night - more flirting over the trash compactor. She told me I was the best smelling thing out there. Again I was clueless. I made a joke about Lord only knowing what I demoed that night. I didn't think to be flattered because the trash aroma is rather rank
Then last night she asked me out for drinks and some other types of demoing.
I dropped my teeth, quickly put my trash in the trash compactor and ran back inside.
So the Stride rite shoe chick thinks I'm hot.