Can’t Help Flailing In Love

| Burnsville, MN, USA | Flirting, Young Love

(Note: I’m a teenage girl volunteering at a concert venue. A male teenage customer approaches my concession stand.)

Me: “Hi, how can I help you?”

Customer: “Yeah, I’d like some water.”

Me: “Okay, let me grab some from the fridge.”

Customer: “Thank you!”

(The customer pays and leaves, only to come back a few minutes later to buy some more water. He continues to do this nine more times.)

Me: “Must be really thirsty tonight, huh?”

Customer: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Me: “You’ve just bought quite a bit of water. There is a drinking fountain over there, you know.”

Customer: *stares at me dead in the eyes*

Me: “Is it hot outside or something?”

Customer: “Wanna see how long I can spin around on this stool?”

Me: “Uh…”

Customer: “Will you time me?”

Me: “Well, I guess so.”

Customer: “Okay, go!”

(The boy then proceeds to fall off the chair and go flailing onto the floor.)

Me: “Oh, my god! Are you alright?”

Customer: “You’re cute.”

Me: “Um, that’s flattering. Are you okay?”

Customer: “I wanna be your boyfriend!”

Also seen on: Not Always Right

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