This will be like my special edition writing about a random boy...That I am never going to have a true conversation with or ever bump into on an ordinary day....
I went to Walmart today with my sister. We needed to buy shampoo, soap, and toothpaste and other things...We walked to the Walmart and I look to my left were the cashiers are and I don't see him...It is a bit hard to pretend that you are not looking if you make eye contact with a man that can be your father...and when you try to look that direction once again you make another sudden contact with a slutty looking girl...and you just turn away and forget about your objective of finding the cashier boy you want get in the line for...
My sister was able to find the things we needed quickly...and it was time to pay...I'm not quite sure what made my sister and I go by the aisle ten items or less...and guess what...Yes indeed, there he was...I made my sister stand in that line...She kinda gave me a look because the line that was next to the 10 items or less aisle was shorter...but I convinced her that the line was shorter, but the people had more things to purchase...
There he was scanning away and bagging customers purchases...It seemed like he had dyed his hair a bit more and he was wearing his Walmart blue shirt and his name tag was not facing the customer...I remembered what my friend had told me that I should try finding out his name...but no luck with that...He didn't say anything at all to the people in front of me...He just scanned and bagged...
When it was the turn of the elderly lady in front of me...He said something to her...because she had an open bag of peanuts that he was going to scan through and the elderly lady also told him to put her groceries in her recycled bag...(she was saving the planet)...Then it was my sister and I...I thought he wasn't going to say anything to us...but I was wrong he said..."How are you guys doing?"....my sister never answers to people who are trying to be nice...I just say "good." He then asked if all of the things I had put in the counter was all together...and I said "yes"...Our eyes met...How can you literally have a conversation? you technically can't....
and then he bagged our things...I grabbed my first bag and I failed to spin the black thing were he had bagged the other things...He was nice and spin it for me and then he said..."Have a nice day.." I smiled and said "Thanks."
I'm pretty sure when he gets bored of not saying anything he then says something...Or I just get lucky that he says something to me...(probably not)...He might not even think much when I stand in his aisle to purchase my things by him...I don't care if I have to stand a long time waiting in his line...ha, ha...But the little moment makes a difference for me to write about it.....He will never know it is about him...because he will never read this blog...
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