Wednesday, August 20, 2008

open letter to the cheese girl at the store

I think I love you. Not in a "omg you're so sexy I want to jump your bones" kind of way, but in a "I think we could be BFFs" kind of way. I see you every time I go grocery shopping. Not to toot my own horn, but I think you remember me too. I mean, I've got that huge flower tattoo on my shoulder.
But I think you're awesome. And I've not even talked to you more than a coupla times. In fact, today I spoke to you twice. That may be the record. Good thing you gave me such sound advice on buying the mix bag o'string cheese (that was on sale!). And also good thing Jay made me go back to ask you where the lemon juice was in that giant store. (You were right, btw - however, the store was sold out so I didn't actually get any lemon juice.)

Anyway, I think I'm gonna have to make a point to talk to you every time I see you from now on. I feel like I'm trying to ask you on a date. I also worry a little bit that you will think I'm stalking you, and then we won't be BFFs, and then I'll be sad.

Love,
des

7 comments:

Amy Jo said...

Do it! I totally stalked a girl from the Y because I thought we would be life long friends. We hang out all the time now.

super des said...

Amy Jo, you are a true inspiration to us all.

Suzanne said...

Yeah, one of my friends is a person who I randomly decided would be my friend, come hell or high water.

Also, I want to be the cheese girl at the store. That would be so awesome.

super des said...

Her job isn't to EAT the cheese, silly goose!

Stacey said...

I've never felt that way about someone. Clearly I've never met the right cheese girl.

super des said...

You should go shopping more often :)

MsLittlePea said...

Well go on back there. Get yourself some cheese and make friends with her already.

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