It took me forever to get my boxes ready because I hadn't put together my things as well as I should have. The worker was really friendly and I was thrilled about the customer service, but it then dawned on me about five minutes in that he was hitting on me. It started to make sense to me why the older man behind me kept snickering.
So, I did the awkward married thing and mentioned I had a husband at the first chance I had. The color in his face drained and my customer service became less...attentive. After some uncomfortable silence he said :"Uhhh, I'm only 18." It was said in a way that not only made me feel old, but also made me feel like a cougar for just being friendly.
I'll take the compliment even if the delivery was uncomfortable because I totally remember what it was like to be 18...six and a half years ago.
Just for kicks and giggles, this is what I looked like as a
Don't worry, I stopped wearing t-shirts with catfish in public shortly before my transfer to BYU....but I still wear it around the house on a regular basis.