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Oh - itapos;s so much fun to be flirted with. I guess at some point, I will actually have to make a move [?] My local upscale grocer is the place to go for the best selection of produce so, I make it one of my weekly Sunday chores. A few weeks ago, I notice a cute, Latino produce guy looking my way. When I looked up, he had a big flirtatious smile on his face. I smiled right back and glanced his way a couple times while shopping and exchanging smiles. The following week, I didnapos;t want to read anything in to it so, prepared myself for a possible withdrawn produce guy like - maybe he thought I was flirting with him [?] This time was more of the same - big smile - obvious flirting. The store is packed on Sundays, I didnapos;t want to make him uncomfortable. Tuesday night, I was in need of more produce. I snack on that stuff all day instead of junk. To my surprise, guess who was working Tuesday night? Big smile and all. I was hovering over produce the aisle next to where he was working when a customer asked him a question. He had to go find out the answer and walked right by my aisle, making it a point to look at me the whole time. As he passed by [the boy from Ipanema] I smiled and said "hey, howapos;s it going?" He smiled "hi" and went about his chore. A couple more smiling glances and I finally headed to check out. Today is Sunday. There he is, smiling, yearning and, this time said "hi, how are you doing?" to which I say "good, how are you?" We smile, he works, I shop, heapos;s called to go tend to some restocking of fresh greens. He stands there alone at first. A customer comes and goes, I dare myself to stand next to him and say "can I ask for your email or is that too forward?" and... I donapos;t do it. Maybe next time. I go to check out and I look back to the produce section, he seems to be looking up front to see if he can see someone - it seems as if heapos;s scoping for me. The inner dialogue is telling me to go back but I feel a fool lugging my three heavy honeydew melons, peppers and strawberries to run after Flirty McFlirtpants. Itapos;s fun to see this happen... Especially when I feel so pessimistic about romance at times. Itapos;s just one of those nice little reminders of the good.
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