Awkward Eyes and Meat Guy

So a week after my Jawline disaster, I was back at Zehrs for my one shift a week Sunday shift.

I've discovered that Jawline 2 shops on Sundays. I don't know if he's always shopped here before, but over the next few Sundays I will realize that Sunday is his shopping day.

So here I am at the end of one of my department's aisles where the demo guy is giving samples out and regularly feeding me throughout my shift. We are joined by my gay cashier friend. Demo guy feeds my friend too. As I'm chewing with my cheeks super full of gluten free tortilla chips and organic salsa, I turn around and my eyes connect for a millisecond with Mr. Sexy Jawline 2. The one who didn't want the yogurt. We both turn away. I accept another chip. And then I spill my guts to demo guy and gay cashier friend about how I have fallen madly in love with a guy who rejected my yogurt. The beautiful bastard.

As we're talking Mr. Jawline passes and walks away from us. Gay cashier checks him out. 

"Sam. He has a FANTASTIC ass."

Hence forth: Mr. Jawline 2 shall be known as Sweet Cheeks.

Gay cashier friend confesses that Sweet Cheeks has gone through his till a few times. No wedding ring. Which doesn't mean anything in this day and age. I need to know commitment status. I tell gay cashier friend he has to work harder in our friendship. He agrees.

My shift is over. I get my things and start walking out. But as I approach the entrance I hear the page:

"Sammy call 205 please, Sammy, 205!" 

Dang it. I'm off duty. But I was the only one in my dept and so fine I'll answer the stupid page. 

It is gay cashier friend:

"HE'S IN LINE AT TILL 6!!"

"I can't believe you called me for this." But I am happy inside.

I run back to the Meat section to Meat Guy. Meat Guy is also my friend and needs to know what Sweet Cheeks looks like. Meat guy takes off for till 6 while I do breathing exercises in preparation for checking out Sweet Cheeks.

But it shall not be.

Alas, Sweet Cheeks is gone when Meat Guy gets there. 

How It Began: The First Encounter

I am terrible at falling in love. There's no smooth glide, no normal, "Hey! How ya doing?" in my world. Just embarrassing face plants and cases of mistaken identity.

Take, for example, a month ago-

I was working at the grocery store and a hot customer asked if we have any plain Greek yogurt left because the shelf was empty.

"Sure!" I said.

Now, I get a fair amount of customers. And a horrible memory. So what I do is try to remember ONE good looking characteristic about the customer I'm helping; this guy had a class A jawline. Really nicely cut and just sexy. Done. Mr. Jawline I will be right back with your yogurt!

So I get the yogurt no problem. Run back to my department. Search for Mr. Jawline. Find Mr. Jawline!

I run over to him and practically throw the yogurt, so happy I was to fulfill his wish for Greek yogurt, into his arms. Except that his arms, and the hands attached to said arms, were up in the air as his eyes widen, and he motions his hands in that universal 'Whoa, slow down' motion.

"Uh, I think you got the wrong guy."

I check out his jawline- nope! This is Mr. Sexy Jawline. I can't be wrong. But I take his precious yogurt back and stare confused at him for a moment before putting it back on my cart and he turns back to the shelf he was shopping. 2 mins later a guy comes up behind Mr. Sexy Jawline and looks at me and my cart. I look at him and his equally very sexy jawline.

"Aw hey! You found it!"

...well this is embarrassing. So very embarrassing. But how could I have known?! How could I have ever imagined 2 such incredible jawlines would ever enter my sphere of work and all within the last 10 mins?? I couldn't. Good looking jawlines do not happen to me like this. I had no plan for this. How does a girl deal with 2 amazing jawlines looking at her at the same time? Cause obviously Mr. Not the Original Jawline (Mr. Jawline 2) had turned around to see who I had mistaken him for and they were both looking at me and oh my god what do I do...

"OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY!" I whined to Mr. Jawline 2, then tossed the damn Greek yogurt into the waiting arms of Mr. Jawline 1, took another breath and-

I ran away.