Excuse me, What Isle is Love In?

So I went to CVS to drop something off that I eventually had to go back for, and eventually,  I did.  On my way out, I was walking through the isles, and I noticed there was a woman working there stocking the shelves.  She was a fine woman.

She was bending over stocking the lower shelves.  Then she stood up to stock the upper shelves.  The she bent over again.  I was entranced, looking at her as I was walking out of the store.

When I got to the corner, I realized oh shit!  I left the store without paying for the water I was now drinking.  I said oh let me run back there and pay for it, and I’ll get to see the woman again as well.

I went back and she was now on the register.  I apologized and paid for the water.  You know, kind of being flirty a little.  I smiled, and she smiled back, then I left to go to the gym. I was in a rush.

While I was at the gym I was thinking about her bending over and obviously I had to go back there again to pick something up I dropped off earlier.

When I walked into the store for the third time, Bobby Caldwell was playing on the store radio.  “I came back to let you know, I gotta thing for you, etc.”  That’s before my time, but the timing couldn’t be more perfect!

I’m like man if this ain’t synchronicity at its finest, I don’t know what is.  So I played along.  The woman was stocking the shelves again so I casually walked into the next isle  across from where she was, and I pretended to be browsing the shelf directly opposite of her.  The song was still playing, and I was humming it trying to set the mood and get her to notice me.

I thought maybe she would see me in the other isle looking at her across the shelf, and laugh, maybe connecting the music the fact that I was just in there flirting with her and now I was back again???

Ahhh.  She didn’t get it.  Whatever, I guess I was the only one feeling it.  I don’t know.

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