I was in town early this morning, working through a to do list, no doubt longer than this blog.
I wound up in Cafe Nero at Midday waiting for a much overdue catch up with sophie. She was going to be a couple of hours so i set up camp with my ice cold frappe mocha choca latte thingy and my Stats text books. Half way through stepwise multiple regression i realised that cafe nero boy's flirting was a little more than good customer service and after a good hour and a half he made light conversation about my reading material and my course. I learnt he was training to be an electrician and planned to move to Austrailia once qualified.
Another half hour later, after i'd asked him if he'd watch my bags while i nipped to the toilet and after exchanging texts with Sophie, i ordered a large hot chocolate. He asked if i had a loyalty card and when i said that i didnt he said he'd bring one to my table.
Half way through Unrelated anova he dropped a card onto the table, i turned it over to find that he'd filled it with stamps. This was all too easy. I wrote my number on a napkin in brown eyeliner and walked over to the counter, placing it in his hand. Insane? Yes! Exhilarating? Somewhat. Interested? Barely but carpe diam!
Although throw another guy into the mix and i might actually have a melt down.
I might "carpe noctem" and take a nap.
I wound up in Cafe Nero at Midday waiting for a much overdue catch up with sophie. She was going to be a couple of hours so i set up camp with my ice cold frappe mocha choca latte thingy and my Stats text books. Half way through stepwise multiple regression i realised that cafe nero boy's flirting was a little more than good customer service and after a good hour and a half he made light conversation about my reading material and my course. I learnt he was training to be an electrician and planned to move to Austrailia once qualified.
Another half hour later, after i'd asked him if he'd watch my bags while i nipped to the toilet and after exchanging texts with Sophie, i ordered a large hot chocolate. He asked if i had a loyalty card and when i said that i didnt he said he'd bring one to my table.
Half way through Unrelated anova he dropped a card onto the table, i turned it over to find that he'd filled it with stamps. This was all too easy. I wrote my number on a napkin in brown eyeliner and walked over to the counter, placing it in his hand. Insane? Yes! Exhilarating? Somewhat. Interested? Barely but carpe diam!
Although throw another guy into the mix and i might actually have a melt down.
I might "carpe noctem" and take a nap.
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