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The answer you seek is Vanilla, and let me tell you why.
I was at the Dollar Tree at closing time. We had just made our final announcement and I checked the store for anyone left. After briefly scanning the isles, I am a safe assumption that everyone was gone. Thinking this fact to be true, I relaxed a little more and did the things I normally do when everyone is gone like skip in the isles, talk to myself, and sing. And when I say sing, I don't mean gently humming to ones self. No, I mean beckoning unto heavens.
Anyways, Vanilla just happened to come to mind. So I set forth throughout the store picking up recovery and singing intensely "Ashite mo ika, yureru yoru ni~". Note: I really find enjoyment from this song. So as I am walking, the guitar solo of the song comes about in my mind and I begin to twirl in circles playing my invisible strawberry flavored air guitar. Then, at the pentacle of my imperceptible performance I hear "Uhm, where do I check out?"
eek *OMFG WUAHHHHHHHHHH.* eek
I look up from my dance routine, and my heart sinks. It wasn't an old lady that I could just ring up and send on her way without so much as a thought of what she was thinking about me. No, there before me was a really really hot guy. Clearly he was speechless to find the cashier crooning Japanese songs in the candy, and I was embarrassed beyond belief.
I am just wondering, what is that guy doing right now?
Is he thinking of the crazy Dollar Tree chick?
Is he eating the potatoe chips I rung up for him?
Is he dead? I guess, I'll never know.
 Fraise fille · Sun Mar 25, 2007 @ 03:15am · 1 Comments |
