Ok, so everyone who knows me knows I love my coke slurpees. If I were going away to a desert island and could only take one thing with me...it would probably be a slurpee machine. So the point of this post is there is a guy that works at the 7-Eleven I usually go to. He is farely new. He is very nice BUT he totally creeps me out. He calls me sweetie all the time. "Hi, sweetie how are you today?" or "Have a good day sweetie." Dude, you don't know me and I am not your sweetie. And he is friggin married!!!!! His wife and kids were in there the other day. I know, I know, he is just trying to be friendly and nice. But come on! Sweetie? I was just in there a few minutes ago. I walked in like normal. Not smiling or anything but I didn't think I looked mad. So, he asks me "having a bad day?" I said no. He says "Oh, you just look mad." I said nope just tired (which is true). He says "oh, ok. Have a good night sweetie." I must look mad when I don't smile. I didn't think I did. But just because I am not smiling every second doesn't mean that.
I don't know what it is but I attract the creepiest people. There was another guy who worked at 7-Eleven a few years ago who always did the same thing to me. And he was super super creepy. When I worked at Meier and Frank there was a guy who ran the Sbarros that kept asking if he could cook me dinner at his house. The guy was my dad's age. That might not bother some people but it bothers me. And then one day he comes into the store with his GRANDKIDS and tried to ask me again.
Anyway, I just had to vent for a second.




