Talking about who hits on her at work
I come back from brea k and boss tells me he was back looking for me. I laugh, but get slightly creeped out. Whatever.
Then I go straighten juniors, as I do every night around 7pm when I close. And then... in he walks *again*...
He finds me in juniors where I'm folding with my boss and one of the cashiers, and he asks me out *again*. This... tiny little man in makeup, wig, nose, and clown shoes. And me, 5'8" and not a small girl by any stretch. It was the most surreal thing I have ever experienced.