Cute strangers make me lose it
We make eye contact. Then, while so suavely snapping a plastic lid on my paper cup, I proceed to spill latte foam all over myself and the counter. Total disaster.
Me: [to nobody in particular] That's great.
Him: You're just really strong.
At this point I'm frantically struggling with the f*#&*^@ lid and mopping up the mess with tragically inadequate single-ply cocktail napkins. [uh, management?] I immediately think up a great comeback, but it's dirty and I'm already blushing, so I decide against using it. But I have to say something...
Me: "Yeah [pause, while turning beet red], so strong I hurt even myself."
Apr 3rd