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I fail at being a girl. I need help or something.
Best Buy. December 30th.
I finally go in to get my upgrade. Upgrade was available in April.
I wait in line. I notice cute guy at counter.
Tweet: Cute guy at the counter. Hope i get him to help me out!!!#hottguyspotted
So about 45 minutes later. Guess what? I get the cute guy to help me out.
Surprisingly enough. I actually start a conversation with the kid.
Me: Has it been this busy the whole day?
Him: Since I got here and we’re one person short. But the lady I was helping had a complicated transaction. When I finally got everything she needed my computer crashed. These things are so old.
So we talk. He told me how long he’s been working there. He told me he had knee surgery and didn’t work for a while. Then Best Buy called him back and gave him a raise. He told me he has a year of school left then quitting Best Buy. He told me he’s Filipino and I could probably guess his major is nursing. He asked about myself-school? job? etc.
I can’t remember what else we talk about. That’s it. I didn’t know how to transition the conversation to hanging out sometime or exchanging info.
I was tempted to go the next day and buy something for my phone. I did go to Best Buy Saturday night for something but it was so busy still. He was there, btw.
Today. January 9th. I went to Best Buy. My battery won’t hold a charge for a day. It’s really frustrating. Especially since all I do is text. Sometimes not even.
So. I get there just in time. Right before they close. He’s working. But he’s helping someone else. I wait. The manager asks me what I need help with. Manager walks away because one of his workers asks him a question.
I walk back and just wait.
The guy walks back. The manager tells him what my problem is and “hands me off”.
Guy remembers me from last time. Odd… right?
He asks me if I exchanged my phone from the EVO. I said, “No I …” he interrupts me. “You upgraded. Sorry I’ve dealt with so many customers. I just remember there was a long time and we were over there.”
We talk again. I ask him if he started school yet. Doesn’t ’til February. I asked him where he goes. Mt. Sac. He also repeated the fact that he’s only got one more year. (I think I’m supposed to figure out why but right now my psycho analysis of that isn’t coming to light) He knows I’m done. He says, “Now you’re just studying for the CPA exam right? You have to take the review course? $1500.?” We talk.
I ask him about screen protectors. We walk over and he’s looking at the screen protectors. His co-worker comes over and asks him a question about something. She’s standing in front of me but facing him. She’s done asking and turns to face me, “What are you doing with her?”
Him: I’m helping her with something.
Her: Oh. Ok. She smiles and walks away.
Me: That was awkward.
Him: She’s so weird.
Me: She has a crush on you.
Him: She’s so weird. I’ll come in when I’m not working to buy something and she’ll walk up to me…”Hi sir what can I help you with today?”
He can’t find a screen protector for my phone. He checks the computer to see if he can order one for me.
They don’t have it or any. He says I can buy the screen protector and bring it back to Best Buy and they’ll put it on for me.
Me: Are you going to charge me?
Him: No, bring it in and I’ll put it on for you.
At this point, my brain isn’t working and I linger a second to long for my own good.
Smile. Say thanks. Bye. Walk away.