Why do I always see my dream men at Kroger? I swear, every time I go there, I see some gorgeous man walking through squeezing fruit and loading his cart with guy food, and my mind wanders...A LOT. I went today, and as soon as I got out of my car, there he was....gorgeous man # 579, sited in the Kroger parking lot. And of course I'm wearing jeans, plain t-shirt, and my baseball cap. No make-up, no fuck-me heels, no come-hither stare...just plain. Typical. Me. Suck.
I wandered around the store, occasionally bumping into him, and we even ended up walking to our vehicles at the same time. He was so gorgeous! I should have kidnapped him. Maybe next time.
At least I now have groceries and more eye candy for my mind's collection.
Sad day.
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