Stop flirting

Okay, yeah, you, shop girl. You’re probably not reading this, but if you are, stop flirting with me.

Yeah, you with the cute derriere. Stop flirting with me and giving me free stuff. It’s creepy. We don’t fit, and I’ve repeatedly dropped hints that I’m not single (despite the fact that I am) and you wont stop. I’ve gone out of my way to avoid talking to you, but I can’t really, since you’re always on shift and relentless.

I don’t like you, I really, really don’t. Don’t get me wrong, you’re nice enough, but you’re too happy – that creeps me out. I’m afraid you’re going to axe murder me or something.

Okay, you can keep giving me free stuff, but stop doing it in a flirty way. I haven’t flirted back with you yet, and I’m not the type to cheat on my (non-existent) girlfriend with you. Stop dropping hints that you’re free this weekend.

Or, stop being so damn happy all the time and maybe I’d find you attractive. Either way, you’re too damn bubbly for me to want to spend more than the required amount of time around.

Before someone says “avoid the shop,” I can’t. I need to go there, specifically, no where else has what I need, and what I need isn’t being flirted with by a creepy, too happy teenage girl without common sense.

Sounds like you need to be flirted with.

Did someone piss in your Wheaties this morning?

My friend wants to know.

What makes you think she’s flirting with you? Maybe she’s just friendly.

If she actually flashed you her tits, the preceding does not apply.

I wish I was as cool as the OP.

You’re single and a cute girl is flirting with you. I fail to see the problem.

I’m not complaining about the flirting, I guess, so much as the flirting that doesn’t stop. I don’t want to offend the girl (both because despite all indications, I’m not a terrible person, and because I don’t want my service to be substandard), I’d just like my service not to be impaired because of it.

As for how I know she’s flirting… I don’t know, but when she deals with other people, she smiles and is methodical. When she deals with me, she grins, giggles fucks with her hair until I think she’s going to go bald. Also, she dawdles when I come to the counter, makes excuses to start up conversations, etc.

AClockworkMelon, try as you might, you’ll never be as cool as me. :stuck_out_tongue:

It’s not the flirting that I mind, it’s the substandard service that is a result of the flirting. Being flirted with by girls with nice asses, in itself, isn’t a problem for me.

I ate Pizza for breakfast, piss free AFAIK.

Yes, I know just what you mean Todderbob. Why won’t the incessant flirting ever stop? And the bubbly cheerfulness. I mean, yuk!*

*No, I actually have no idea what you’re going on about. She’s probably just trying to be nice to the bad tempered creepy guy.

It’s a good rant, but there’s something lacking in the descriptions. I feel like I’m not getting the full picture of what the OP is talking about. Just to help me appreciate some of the subtleties of the situation, just where is this shop, exactly?

I call sneak bragging on the OP.

Maybe a little.

But, I really am annoyed with the substandard service provided.

Here’s some young girls more your speed.

Dear Hot Women,

Please stop staring at my ginormous penis.

Thank you,

Rhythm

Sorry. :confused:

Flirt back. You need the practice.

You know, that’s probably worth trying.

Thread over, Hilarity wins.

I can only assume the OP is Bella Swan, because there can’t be two people with this much hatred for anything which could bring joy to their miserable, grey lives.

Don’t worry, I’m sure it’s just an act and she doesn’t actually like you. I can’t imagine anyone liking you, actually – you seem pretty unlikeable. Which, I suppose, is only fair.