I kinda sorta went on an on line shopping splurge the other week. Turns out one of the places I ordered from sends their packages via Fed Ex and my building being secure and me having that day job means I always have to go down to the pick up station.
The first time I stopped in at the Fed Ex office an attractive man working behind the counter swiftly grabbed my box (giggle) and when he checked my ID he said with direct eye contact, “You have an awesome smile.” Why thank you hawt Fed Ex counterman! *blush
Later in the week another package notice arrived on my front door so back I went secretly hoping that the yummy Fed Ex man would be working. Hey, I might not be actively dating but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a hot man who doles out packages and compliments. A not-as-attractive-but-still-cute guy was working. I handed him my claim slip and he made penetrating eye contact. You know the kind- the lingering a few seconds longer than what is normal in everyday customer service situations. I smiled politely.
“It’s pretty quiet in here. Do you ever get bored?”
“Nah. Besides, how can I be bored when you’re here?” Wink.
“Oh I bet you say that to all the girls.” I know. I can’t help myself. Someone stop me.
“Just the pretty ones.”
Overt compliment alert!
“I’m not even sure what is in this package.” Trying to change the subject.
“Let me go grab it. I’ll be right back. . . Ohhh someone ordered a handbag or shoes from Endless.com.”
“Guilty as charged. A girl needs shoes. Thank you!”
“You have a VERY nice day.” PIERCING EYE CONTACT.
I have a history of flirting with delivery men. Writing this post reminded me of the UPS guy who asked for my phone number back in 2005. I guess I have a particular weakness for a man in uniform?
Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I have some more things to order on line via Fed Ex.