As I approached my car today in the Winn Dixie parking lot, an employee was out collecting carts. By the time he got to me, he had quite a few. He waited patiently while I unloaded my bags and my baby, making small talk--if you want to call it that. He went on his way with his long line of carts, and I started buckling the little lady in. Then I hear, "Excuse me, miss!" He was coming back towards the car sans carts, but I could tell I hadn't forgotten anything. "Can I ask you something?"
"Okay," I said, nervously.
"Would you say that I'm too handsome? Or just handsome enough?"
"Um. I would say that you're just handsome enough."
"Okay, thanks!"
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Does David work at the Winn Dixie?
That story can NOT be true! How old was this guy?
That story IS true! As it was happening, I was thinking, "I'm living a blog post right this moment."
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