Me: *Enters grocery store*

*looks for paprika*

*looks to the right and sees a hot guy wearing a high school t-shirt*

Hot Guy: *picks up a can of soda*

Me: *automatically gets flustered as if the hot guy was noticing me in the first place*

Hot Guy: *looks at me, making direct eye contact*

Me: *Smiles awkwardly while picking up a pack of breadcrums*

Hot Guy: *phone rings*

Me: *listens like a stalker*

Hot Guy: "Hi Babe, yeah, I'm at the store..."

Me: "FML" -_- *walks away*

Me: *Goes to the junk food ile and buys two packs of Maltsers*

AGH!!!!!

I'm. Such. A. Loser. :|