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Gaze unto me...
I'm reminded. Anyone remember my lamenting, months ago, that the counter-guy at Arby's was flirting? And how unfair it was that I seemed to atttract the weirdos?
This has been born out elsewhere, but. Anyway. The Arby's Romeo, apparently, has many girlfriends.
We were talking about him at work the other day. He flirts with anything female. It's... vaguely amusing, vaguely sad. And uncomfortable for every woman who goes there.
And here's where the whole, "Appearances" thing comes in. This guy is NOT cute, handsome, personable, or even vaguely attractive.
He's ugly. Really ugly.
So, he's like a creepy stalker guy.
However. The proviso I sense is that, if he were cute, there wouldn't be so much trouble. Er. uncomfortableness or creepiness, or general, "Get him the fuck away from me!" ness.
I am considering writing a letter, except, y'know? Life's too short, and I don't like Arby's anyway. Much.
This has been born out elsewhere, but. Anyway. The Arby's Romeo, apparently, has many girlfriends.
We were talking about him at work the other day. He flirts with anything female. It's... vaguely amusing, vaguely sad. And uncomfortable for every woman who goes there.
And here's where the whole, "Appearances" thing comes in. This guy is NOT cute, handsome, personable, or even vaguely attractive.
He's ugly. Really ugly.
So, he's like a creepy stalker guy.
However. The proviso I sense is that, if he were cute, there wouldn't be so much trouble. Er. uncomfortableness or creepiness, or general, "Get him the fuck away from me!" ness.
I am considering writing a letter, except, y'know? Life's too short, and I don't like Arby's anyway. Much.