Customer: “You’re very handsome.”
Me: “Well, thank you.”
Customer: “Want to have sex sometime?”
Me: “I’m actually seeing someone.”
Customer: “Ah. No worries, then. You’re still very handsome. How much is this T-shirt?”
And then he browsed for awhile and left, but guys, I don’t think I’ve ever been hit on so respectfully before. I totally want him and Carlisle to hold an in-store workshop on interpersonal communication, and then I want to take them out for ice cream and see if they hit it off. I would pay for the wedding myself.
Any other man would have acted either insulted that you didn’t immediately jump on him (and probably call you a bitch) or deride your partner, insisting that he would be much better for you. This guy should give workshops on how to do the polite pick-up.
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