Every. Single. Time.
But that's not the moral of this story. My point is that I spotted the most hunky looking dude in the frozen food section. And like myself, he was also buying a ginormous package of broccoli. Therefore, he must be awesome as well as attractive.
These are the thoughts I was having as I bumped into him yet again in the large snack section. He was buying peanut M&M's. Now I was starting to think it was destiny that we were both shopping at that exact moment, in the exact same city, in the exact same store.
We locked eyes and I gave him the good-choice-on-the-candy-selection trademark smile as we passed casually in the aisle. I grabbed a few more pallets worth of random things I really didn't need and headed for the checkout. Then I entered the parking lot.
It was at that precise moment that this young stud muffin went from HOT to HORRIBLE, in about two seconds flat. I watched him unload the last item from his cart and then push the cart over about a foot before getting into his truck.
All those previous thoughts that this guy may be Mr. Perfect stopped spinning in my head and crashed down to the pavement. Yup, that same pavement that a lone cart now stood upon.
What makes this whole scenario even more repulsive is the fact that the cart corral was only two car spaces away from his truck! You mean to tell me that you couldn't gather up enough strength in your muscle bound body to walk an extra five steps to properly return the cart to its rightful resting place? Really, dude? Really?
Right then and there I decided that he should lose my number. I mean, not that I exactly gave it to him. But hypothetically, if I would have, he would need to delete it from his phone... pronto.
Just when you think you know someone.
Just when you think all is right with the world, he goes and leaves a cart stranded in the parking lot. A cart just waiting to bash into an unsuspecting vehicle.
That's all it takes sometimes. And it's from hot to horrible in about two seconds.
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