Sweet Redemption

Every time I go to the grocery store, I look pretty God awful. Bad workout clothes. No makeup. I mean I don't smell but I'm not exactly looking hot to trot. And it never fails, I run into hot grocery boy.

Well tonight was different. I wasn't planning on going anywhere fancy but my friend called for coffee and I did my hair and makeup. We finished and I went to run errands and forgot today was the last day for the special they were running on bulk chicken at the grocery store. I went in and started doing some shopping and behold, the grocery boy appeared. YES! I do not look like dog crap. He approached with a smile and even remembered my name. He made interesting conversation for almost 10 minutes. He was so sweet and searching for questions about fashion since he knew who I worked for. It was nice until I felt bad and said, "I guess I need to let you get back to work, before someone gets angry." He smiled back and we exchanged goodbyes.

Ahhh...at least now he knows I do look like a decent woman with a little spackle and lip gloss. Mission accomplished. Next task at hand: get the digits. I'm starting to get my old reflexes back.