just being me

A few weeks ago, I went drive thru to a small burger joint my mom introduced me too awhile back. I pulled up to the window and there I laid my eyes on cute burger boy. I really didn't pinpoint my attraction to him until he stirred up a chat. He asked if I went to long beach state and I said yah, but I answered in a timid "he might be a stalker," voice. Immediately, catching my insecurity that he maybe crazy, he added, "I saw the sticker on your car." So I was relieved. It turns out he may go to state. He is still trying to figure out his options. I know what you are thinking... He didn't just graduate high school. He's been at a Community college the past few years. Anyway, I got my food, he waved and yelled come back soon and that was it.

Yesterday my mom just so happened to want burgers from the workplace of cute burger boy. How was I to interject? My mom is a grown woman she knows what she wants, but she doesn't know what I want. Tee hee.

There he was wide hazel eyed, nice tan, not too shabby for a burger boy and muscular. He was wearing a white shirt with a disgustingly stained red apron. Let me tell you, his looks made up for the filth. Than i just let things take their course. We looked into eachother's eyes and had that spark over the grease filled counter. It was beautiful. It would have been bootyfill if my mom wasn't there. I could hear the corny porn music play faintly in the background. "bow chicka bow-wow." I think the low budget porn flick I bought has gotten to me. At least my daydream didn't end up in a taxi cab. Anyway, hardcore burger love on germ infested table doesn't sound too too bad. Or does it? What if he's hot? Okay yah, it's bad, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

After my moment of daze, with my mom on the left of me and burger boy in front of me, I snapped out of it when he asked me what kind of sauce I wanted on my burger. If I were really naughty I could have said you, but thank Goodness I didn't. My mom would of had a heart attack. That's when my mom realized they didn't take credit card, and we had to cancel our order and go. He did give us an option of saving our meal while we retrieved the money, but my mom insisted on parting ways. Woe is me. I gave one last glance back as i walked away, and i swear i could hear his heart breaking. Yah, he missed out.

And scene.