Sunday 15 June 2014

Crush on the (Barista) Boy

Bah, such a cliché. It's so overdone, it's wrong. 

But unfortunately over these past months, I've formed a bit of a crush on the boys that work in the new coffee place that resides in my shopping centre. 

Now while I love coffee, it's not something I drink on the daily. I only have it when I go out with friends to catch-up. 

Around October of last year, a new place moved into the shopping centre where I pretty much live. It's close to our house and...well you know the story - it's our life and it's our shopping centre - naw! 

It was the perfect place to catch-up with friends. But I admit, I wasn't too excited about moving from our old place. 

That was until I saw the baristas. They. Are. Gorgeous. 

When I walked in I understood why be friend wanted us to go there. 


 
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And we've been going there ever since. 

Fast forward to today - that's around eight months - the closest conversation I have had with one of the guys there was my order and a 'thank you'. 

My friend however,  talks to them all the time - she has no problem striking up conversations, asking them questions, making them smile and laugh. 

I stand there and look like a weird gnome - it's embarrassing. 

Despite me not knowing them - at all - I still think that one of them (I don't know which one...yet) would make a great boyfriend for me. 

Just need to start making conversations with them first.

And on Thursday, I tried. 

My friend and I went into the cafe after the rush, when there was hardly anybody in there. After my friend sat down, I stayed talking to a guy about....cronuts. 

You know, the crosseint mixed with a doughnut - or something like that. 

It went well - I managed to have a conversation without looking like a total idiot. 

I just have to do it again now....wish me luck! 


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