Hit On And Run

| CA, USA | Flirting

(My dad and I stop by a gas station. I go into the store and notice the cashier leering at me.)

Me: “Yeah, so I’ll just take these sodas, thanks.”

Cashier: “Hmm? Oh. Yeah. Sure.”

(The cashier rings them up, eyeing me.)

Cashier: “So, it’s hot outside.”

Me: “Yeah… I guess it is.”

Cashier: “Yeah, it’s like you.”

(I pause. I wordlessly pay, leave, get into the car, and immediately start laughing. It takes my worried dad a minute to figure out what has happened.)

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