Today, for the first time, I got hit on.
By a complete stranger at Winn Dixie.
I was carrying 2 12packs of soda, and 2 boxes of trash bags, and was struggling quite a bit.
So he walked by and said "Need a hand?" of course, I said, "no thanks, i've got it" and that was it, so I thought.
I checked out, went outside, and got in the car with my sister..
He ran outside and yelled at me "WAIT ONE SECOND!!! I WANNA TALK TO YOU!!!!" Being the nice person I am, I said yes.
But my sister said no, and we drove off.
Its for the best, I DO have a boyfriend.
But damn it was cool. I wonder if it would be the same if I were the 20lb heavier girl I was 2 months ago..
I feel so special now.
