I thought this week I would have nothing to write for my blog. I was wrong.

Thursday was grocery day. I get up early and go to Walmart. I found out the earlier I go the less time I have to spend there. If I go later in the day I have to deal with mom’s and their kids. I really want to spend as little time I need to at Walmart as I can. Thursday the employees were nice and happy. Usually they ignore me and go about their business which I am fine with. There is only a couple who say good morning to me when I go.

There is a reason why I wear my crappy clothes to Walmart in the morning. One I don’t care what I look like when I shop early at Walmart. Two less people talk to me when I wear my crappy clothes. I have these big baggy sweat pants that look horrible on me. I keep them around for the days I don’t care and Thursday was I don’t care day. Also nice to throw on to get the mail when it’s cold out.

I was in the spice aisle and this one guy employee who I never seen before comes up to me. Living in a small town I can recognize new employees at Walmart and I never saw this guy before. He comes up to me and says hi. I thought he was just being friendly. Wrong! He starts flirting with me. Do you not see my pants they scream leave me alone. That didn’t stop him.

This is how our conversation went:

Guy: Hi.

Me: Hi.

Guy: Wow you are pretty. Are you single?

Me: Um thanks. No I am married.

Guy: Oh. Do you play games? We could play online sometime together. What do you say?

Me: No.

Guy: Oh. You are cute. Your husband is a lucky guy. I love your curly hair.

Me: Um thanks. I got to go.

Guy: Oh okay. Bye. I am sure I will see you around. (He gives me a big smile.)

I was thinking I hope not but I probably will. This made me forget some things on my list and I didn’t want to go back to get them. Usually I am flattered when guys flirt with me but yesterday I wasn’t. What was strange was a woman who was pretty walked past us. She had on a mini skirt and these big black boots. Yet he was talking to me in my crappy clothes. Not sure what is up with that? He didn’t even check her out. I also had my big winter coat on so he couldn’t really judge my shape. Usually guys stare at my boobs because they are big. Maybe it was my hair. I will never understand guys.