busted.
oy.
oy oy.
so. last week i made a call to starbucks to see if they had any Pumpkin Spice left... not being a coffee drinker, the months of october - december... pumpkin spice months... are really the only months of the year that i go anywhere near the place.
Grande Chai with Pumpkin.
its all i will drink.
unfortunately its a seasonal spice, so... in January, stores start running out.
anyway.
i called. yes! in fact they DO still have pumpkin.
sweet!
so, friday morning i've called, they have it, i head over.
never having been to starbucks that early in the morning i wasn't really sure what to expect so when i walked in... and there was a super hottie behind the counter...
well. i was pleased.
i stood in line, making googly eyes with Starbucks Guy as often as possible, i ordered my drink, i smiled, i probably batted my eyes and then left. making a mental note to return to starbucks before work again. and soon.
so.... this morning i did.
6:45am... walk into the store. yesss. there he is. OH! he's still cute. omg he's really cute. ok. c a l m...
6:46am... we. are. totally making eyes. OMG he's super cute and we are totally making eyes.
i smile. i mouth "hey" and nod my head in a -- you're super cute and i'm totally flirting with you -- kind of a way.
eventually im at the front of the line. like a goob with absolutely no game, my smile probably (ok not probably. it did) broadened and i got that kind of school girl with a crush giggle in my throat.
Starbucks Guy: "what can i get for you"
me: "um, yeah.. can i get a grande chai with pumpkin!!... please!!
** googley eyes. hair toss. smile. -- the works **
Starbucks Cashier Lady: "that'll be $4.08 please"
without even looking at her i slide my card over. Starbucks Guy and i have now exchanged googley eyes, laughed, made more googley eyes and i've more or less glazed over, lost in haze of cuteness, staring at him making my drink.
while staring at Starbucks Guy, Cashier Lady is done with my card. she goes to hand it to me, but i don't see her. i'm focused. i have my blinders on. there is an attractive man making my drink three feet away from me and all eyes are on him.
Cashier Lady: "here ya go, hon"
.......
Cashier Lady: "umm... "
......
Cashier Lady: "ma'am.. you're card back"...
Starbucks Guy looks up. looks at Cashier lady.... looks at me. we make eye contact, he kind of laughs, i'm jolted back to the here and now realizing she's talking to me...
me: i... um. what?
Cashier Lady: "you're card?!"
me: "oh.. yeah. right."...
and i hear a few muted laughs.
instantly, i know i'm busted. Starbucks Guy is smirking, Cashier Lady is trying not to laugh in my face and i'm completely mortified.
nice AJ. well done you and your SUPER SMOOTH MOVES!!
*sigh*
slightly amused, definitely embarrassed and honestly not really all that shocked by the situation i grab my drink, mutter a "you too" to his good day wishes, and make my way back out to my car.
*double sigh*
everytime, man. EVERY. TIME!!
i take a sip of my drink, start my car and decide...
well... whatever.
they probably weren't laughing at ME anyway?!... right?!
.... yeah.
right.
Comments
Only you, AJ. Only you!
I vote you put all of these adventures into a book.
Posted by: Running Jayhawk | February 4, 2008 10:45 AM
Ha! So, he knows you think he's dreamy. BFD. What's the worst that can happen--you never meet on the same side of the counter? And if he hadn't noticed? You never meet on the same side of the counter.
So, "screw your courage to the sticking place" and dance like there's nobody watching. Get in there.
Posted by: greyhound | February 4, 2008 11:33 AM
Ohlala! Sounds like lots of fun!
Posted by: Denise "Firefly" | February 4, 2008 5:58 PM
you can have a chapter in my new book, "how to flirt--and how not to" (I've got dibs on the how not to part. :) )
Posted by: jeanne | February 4, 2008 6:03 PM
Not bad at all. He knows you like him. That's all you had to get across. Now he won't feel awkward making a move, if it comes to that.
Posted by: Anonymous | February 4, 2008 6:29 PM
There is laughing 'at' and there is laughing 'with'. I pick 'with' and they thought it was adorable. Enjoy your next pumpkin chai.
Posted by: 21stCenturyMom | February 4, 2008 7:28 PM
It could be worse! You could have spilt your drink too :) And it's great he knows he has an admirer....I, on the other hand, have bought specialty running socks every day for a week straight because I have a thing for the guy that works at the running store.
Posted by: Sarah | February 4, 2008 7:38 PM
Dude... i totally woulda bought your drink for you just to have seen THAT.
Posted by: Nytro | February 4, 2008 10:57 PM
First of all, Greyhound is my hero for throwin' a little Shakespeare in there.
Second, you should have made some kind of witty comment. I know you're totally capable of those...
Posted by: The Rover | February 5, 2008 1:20 AM
haha fantastic!
slip him your number next time :)
Posted by: Kim | February 5, 2008 8:05 AM
Reminds me of the song that Kristen Chenoweth sings: Taylor the Latte Boy.
Posted by: Emily | February 8, 2008 10:15 AM