Last night I was shopping for groceries, watching the gay couples out on their errands, picking up things together, I could not help think that hopefully one day that will be me and my man. That thought used to scare the crap out of me, to be seen with a boyfriend out in public, now however it still scares me somewhat but not as much as never having the chance to be a couple in public.
I finished getting what I needed and headed to the cash register, it does not matter which one I pick, long line or short because with my backwards luck I will always get the one where someone has an odd item with no price. The result is me standing there waiting while people run around doing a price check, usually once the check is done, the customer will then say they no longer want the item and ask to have it put back. As I was picking which cashier I saw him, a guy that is so hot it makes my day when he works there. He looks like Wentworth Miller from Prison Break, oh yikes, I knew which line I was getting in! I did not care that his line was longer than the others, maybe all these people were in this line for the same reason. I could just stare and drool for hours at this guy. While I was watching him, my gaydar beeped, hmmm I started to wonder, yes there was something there, he was a little too thoughtful and polite to the customers. Oh come on, we all know most straight guys are big apes with pants on, the only time they are thoughtful to a stranger is when they are trying to get her to go home with them!
Anyway the line was moving way too fast, I was wondering where is the price check that plagues me? Where is the little old lady that says, "sorry dear could you ask someone to exchange these crackers with the unsalted ones, these kind upset my digestion." Next it was me, aaahh! Soon my time with my dream guy would be all over, no! He kept handing the bags right to me and our hands touched (I made sure of it) every time I took the bag from him, soft warm hands, is that what it would feel like if you were my boyfriend holding my hand. I check, no ring on the fingers. Then it happened, one of my items showed up with no price, oh yes thank you so much, you do love me! Price check! "Sorry about this sir," oh no problem guy just let me get a reeeeal good look at you. Think of something to say Steven, so I started joking that maybe it was free and we began to talk a little bit, girl comes with the price (bitch) but it is the wrong item, YES! Back to the iles wench! I am off in fifteen minutes he says out of the blue, so I start with well so long day then, blah blah blah. I should have been smart enough to ask if he was going home to the wife and kids, just to see the answer. There is a baby crying loud non stop, I was hoping he would ask if I had kids because I was ready to say no that I am gay, I figured if there was any chance that would be it. The guy behind me keeps trying to join in the conversation and my gaydar begins to 'lol' when I see how gay this guy is, however stop looking at my hot cashier be-otch and get lost cause he is talking to me! Then the girl comes back with the price, I pay for my stuff, he thanks me and I go off thinking how amazing one night with that guy might be, just the chance to see him naked. As I walk to my car it hits me... O_O ... why did he suddenly turn to me and say he is off in fifteen!