Average Frustrated Chick
I just got back from one of my local fast food places. The girl who served me was such a cute little AFC I thought it was hilarious.
When I walked into the place I saw her get all visibly nervous, shy and reserved. She’s served me maybe twice before but she remembered my order, which I thought was incredibly endearing. She’d speak really quietly and barely ever look up into my eyes. After she was done my order she asked me really quietly:
AFChick: Can you do me a big favour?
Me: Sure.
AFChick: Can you open the door?
Me: Uh yeah sure.
AFChick: Thanks!!! You’re my hero!
Too. Freakin. Cute. Next time I go for my shawarma fix she’s gonna get a huge compliment on something random.
It’s a shame I don’t have time for low value girls. Cute, but cute doesn’t cut it anymore.Â









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