When you walk in you are assaulted by 2 things. 1 the smell. It absolutely reaks of cleaning chemicals. They're probably mixing bleach and amonia back there. Who knows. Next you have the seemingly nice foriegn guy in there who says "Hello my dear". Firstly, I'm not now, nor will I ever be "your dear" so get that right out of your perveted head. Secondly, don't shamelessly stare at my tits. Yes, I am aware they exist. I know what they do. I'm sure at your age you do as well. Just don't stare, kthx!
Its icing on the cake when you actually asked me out. Ummmm not gonna happen! But if I ever do have a thing for men who are old enough to be my father, I know where to look. And lets just say, you wouldn't be my first choice! Food is expired and I'm pretty sure the lemonaide Vitiman Water shouldn't be brown but whatev. I'll go to CVS, thanks! At least the guy at the 350 Mart is less sketchy! read more