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and he was my Sunday guy. I used to see him every other Sunday and he would always come through my line. If I was on break or lunch and would see him come in I would open my line up just for him. I could tell that he was single by what he was buying, plus he wore no ring. We talked all the time. He came in on a weekday and asked me if I got his message; he had called the store and left his name and number for me with the bookkeepers because he wanted to ask me out. We went out to lunch and I found out he only came in every other Sunday because he lived rurally and only shopped every 2 weeks after church. Nine years later and couldn't be happier. |
I was a grocery checker several years ago while going to school... - phillychick
