Too Much Information!

Well sometimes when you have known someone for a while you start to reveal information to that person and that leads to a more intimate relationship with that person. Sometimes however people reveal too much information and you just stand there scratching your head.

I went to Wal-Mart a few days ago, and yes I hate that place, but it was a must. I needed ink for my printer and yeah that is the only place in this crappy town one can go and get such a thing. I stocked up though and bought 2 of each catridge.

I grabbed the ink with the quickness and headed for the shortest line. The young lady rings me up and bags the items. I swipe my card and then get this feeling someone is staring at me. I look up and she is standing there with a giant smile. I said, "What?" She said, "Nothing I am just smiling." Well at first I had to focus on the key pad to finish my transaction and then I started running through my head the reasons for the smile. I did a quick nose swipe and fly check and yep all good! I grabbed the bag and began walking away and the whole time I am watching other people seeing if they start laughing and such and nothing.

I get to my car and well it dawns on me...she might like me. I wrestled with this idea all the way to the house and finally came to the conclusion that must be it. Well as I am printing I run out of paper for all my ink...*wink* *wink* I must return to that dreaded place.

I grab some paper and some much needed pencils for school and get in her line. She had a customer checking out, another waiting with a little bit of stuff, another woman with a ton of stuff and then me. The lady in front of me was gracious enough to let me go ahead with my few items. As I am talking and thanking the lady for letting me go ahead she gets relieved for break. "Are you serious?!" I watch and she heads for the front door. "I am in luck!" I decided at that point if she smiles again and remembers me it must be she likes me.

I check out and start walking that way. As I enter the greeter area I see her and shes me and smiles. She says, "You still here?" Of course Mister smooth talker me says, "Well I bought all that ink and ran out of paper!" She asks my name and I ask hers and we have a little conversation. She says "My break is almost over I have to go." I said, "Can I get your number," Yes I braved life and limb and asked for the digits. I then got the rarest of responses. " I am not allowed to date?" ....wait what? Is she 16? or something? Of course, "Why?" and again a rare response. "Drug court won't allow me to." Are you serious? Of all the people, I get the druggie, now I know why she was smiling...SHE WAS HIGH!

Enjoy a good laugh at my expense today.