persistance really isn’t cute.

On sundays I stop in the dunkin donuts by my house on my way to work. A few weeks ago, this guy I’ve never seen before was there and tried flirting with me.

He eventually asked where my boyfriend was, so hoping he’d get the point, I said, “IN JAIL.”

It didn’t deter him and he asked 3 times for my number.

I saw him the next sunday and he told me I was cute. And asked for my number.

Today, I walked in and he yelled out: “Hey! Its you again! Are you going to give me your number today?”

Me: No. Can I have a large iced latte?

Dd guy: One day you will. You’ll say, you know, I like your persistence.

Me: Carmel latte.

He asked again and I said no, then said I had to get to work.

Dd guy “well now you can tell all your friends that every time you go into dunkin donuts, this guy asks for your phone number.”

Ugh. Just give me my coffee, really.