and your number too.

Do you ever wake up before noon (ew), get an email that today is the day of the Victoria's Secret Panty Party, and if that's not good enough already, the Chick Fil a at the mall gave you an extra chicken nugget in your meal so you're left just like

But throw in a little dance along with this picture.

So then with all your new found goodness and luck in the Saturday world, you decide you want to go to Java Jos, the one in Cottonwood Heights in particular. It's not like you've lived in Utah your whole life, so naturally you get lost. After Google was a pal and helped a sista Talia out, you finally have found your destination... with about eight cars already in line. Already frustrated from being lost, you second guess if you really want delicious Arabian coffee or not. (Of course we do.) After a few minutes, it's finally your turn. You pull your little Honda up to the window and

"Hi, what can I get you?"

This is where I become starstruck and my eyes turn to little hearts because the most attractive man is talking to me from the window.

"Uh, yeah, hi, can I get an... iced caramel macchiato?

*looks dreamily into his sparkling blue eyes* (Am I Nicholas Sparks yet?)

....

and your number too?" *insert sly face emoji here*

Okay, that's obviously not how our conversation went in real life, just in my head, of course. I would never have the guts to say that, no matter how bad I want too. With my luck, I would somehow spill my coffee all over him and then it would be even more awkward for the both of us.

What else is awkward is that I don't even know if he had blue eyes or not. Oops.

Sincerely,

 a boy-crazy

taliajune;

ps. That picture reminds me of something... it's always super strange and uncomfortable when you can't tell if someone is a boy or a girl... 

they are an it.