#fedex guy

So, I work front desk at a surgical clinic. We get a lot of deliveries from FedEx, images and secure patient info, you get the gist. And I may or may not have a slight crush on the delivery guy... don't know his first name, but he's cute and he's always so friendly and charming.

Most days, my coworker is sitting next to me at the desk, and we both chat with him for a few minutes, then he's off. Sometimes, it's too busy to talk, so we just say hi and bye and that's it. And since it has stayed so casual, I've been able to keep my cool and be friendly back, no sweat.

Now today, I'm alone at the front desk, I'm hella tired because I stayed up reading, and he comes sauntering in... sees me... slows down and grins. "Well, hey there."

...

FUUUUUCK.

Pretty sure I've never blushed so hard, so fast. I'm still fighting off the butterflies, and I don't even remember what I said in response to his flirting. Because HELL YEAH, he was flirting! And I made an ass of myself, because that's my MO.

Friendly as he is, he asks about my weekend. I tell him I went to the beach with friends, and he goes, "Really? You're not even sunburned!"

Me (in my head): "Wanna bet?" *proudly displays fried shoulder and raises one saucy eyebrow*

Me (in real life, because I'm at work, and I'm a chicken): Haha, yeah, I got a little burnt on my shoulders. *shrugs said shoulders, then winces in pain* ...Ow.

So I’m sitting here at my computer studying spider group behavior in my room, no one else is home, and I see some guy- big guy, all muscles, walks by my bedroom window. I live in the country. In the middle of nowhere on a house in the center of three acres. There was no conceivable reason for him to be here, so I come charging out of the front door, sword brandished. 

The guy startles back and looks a tad surprised. There is a moment of silence as I process his black and purple uniform.

FedEx.

“Is that a sword?”

“Yep.”

“It real?”

“Yep.”

“Metal. Here you go.”

“Thanks.” 

“Have a nice day.”

“You too.”

If I were to tell you a story, a nice romance where the people meet in a way people meet only in movies, would you listen to it? All the way till the end... 

I find it amusing to invent scenarios at work with the customers we meet everyday. I mean, what do you think we baristas do behind the counter? Well, there's obviously the long list of husbands that I have to mention and today another lucky man was added to that very list. It turns out folks that the FedEx guy is a solid 10 over the Purolator guy. All that dreaming and all that signing, who knew that all this time the older, white haired and round around the edges FedEx guy was replaced by a beautiful scruffy looking delivery boy. And he can say my last name! He's definitely the one, I should have offered him a latte, or maybe he's an americano kind of guy. I think he is a straight up caffeine kind of guy with espresso intensity.