Finding Love In The Produce Section

I used to think I'd meet my soul mate here, on hipforums, lol, but I've now decided I'm going to meet the love of my life in the produce section. Classic. My life has always been very much like a movie and my love life should be no exception.
Today, while picking up some muffins at this awesome organic, vegan-friendly grocery store, I spotted a cutie pushing a cart. He had his terrier dog in the cart. I carried on shopping, but then I thought, what the heck, I'll talk to him...
me: "Are you trying to pick up chicks with your cute dog?" (Dogs and babies are chick magnets...)
him: "no..." (he blushed and started laughing)
me: "But how many girls have stopped to talk to you?" (now I was laughing)
him: "Just you..."
me: "Oh. What's your dogs name?"
him: "Dewey. He's friendly."
(I pet the dog, smile, linger, think about giving him my number, but hope he asks me instead)
Ugh, I'm always the one making the first move and then asking for numbers. Come on guys, help me out... Anyways, we happen to be in the produce section during this whole conversation and it was a perfect scene for an indie movie...
He was sooooo cute.. I mean, they... They were sooo cute...

 

Thought I'd add, before anyone asks- Nope, dogs aren't allowed in grocery stores.. I guess nobody caught him and there was more to conversation. I told him how I got kicked out of a store for bringing a dog in once, ha.

 

You seem like a romantic at heart Rainy.

This post made me smile.

 

I'm a lovey dovey, puppy dog love, hopeless romantic, who wears her heart on her sleeve, to say the least

 

thank you, that was my first and only thought when i read this.

 

I'm not that kind of person but it's nice to see.

 

I fall in love if not everyday, then every other day..

 

Well, in this case, you should have given your number to him....as I am not sure I would ask for a phone number of anyone approaching me. They would have to do it all in that case....lol

 

Yeah, but I already joked about the notion that he was trying to pick up chicks with his cute dog. So he should have rolled with it.. =p

 

He should have, but maybe he couldn't because of a girlfriend or wife or something.
awkward....LOL

 

Pretty sure he was younger than me so he probably doesn't have a wife. I tend to always make things very awkward.

 

I was on a subway in NYC once, with the cutest guy in the world just staring at me and signalling to me something and smiling....and I smiled back, but did not know what he ws communicating really.......I had to get off at the next stop and why did he not follow me out and strike up a conversation, I will never know. I looked back at him still on the train and he was smiling and sad, too, like he wanted to chase me out, so why didn't he? Was I supposed to chase him, after he started? I always thought about him....and thought....shit.....probably the love of my life..... gone with the wind.....

 

Can I have your number?

I mean don't get the wrong idea, as far as hopeless romanticism goes I've got my heart set on someone who has considered me a "friend" for years, so I'm pretty much spoken for, you know.

But since you wanted to be asked, and all.

 

"Augh, that creepy girl who leers at guys from behind the potato display is back..."

 

I hate the idea of ever going into a supermarket. I suppose I'm a traditionalist, because I was born in an old steel town.
I sort of associate males going into supermarkets with homosexuality. So I never go in supermarkets.

Anyway, I once got banned from a greengrocer's shop for saying the definitive supermarket pickup line "look at the melons on that...!" : D

 

Do you want to be the one to tell her what having a Paris Hilton-esque terrier sidekick in his cart probably means, or shall I?

 

No, I'm sure there's a perfectly simply explanation for why he wears pink leggings and a chain-mail T-shirt. :- /

 

The only thing that equals some good romance is an emancipated woman who is not afraid of and does not look down upon making the first move :cheers2:

Agreed, I love and only think it is right emancipated women sometimes make the first move too, but when they do we men should go and make use of it!

Soo... your mom goes for you?

 

ha ha.. ya know, I did a poll and the results were that I'm not creepy, just weird/eccentric =p And probably too awkward and adorable to be creepy. However, I'm good at intentionally being creepy if I want to mess with someone...

 

My gaydar is usually up to par. This dog wasn't a pure bred Paris Hilton dog. He was a cute scruffy mutt.