August 11, 2004

• So I was paying for the DVDs I bought at Best Buy, and at the register
  was this pretty cute girl.  In fact, she personally helped me
  earlier to look for some of those DVDs. She had all these little quirks
  that would make my heart go “ba-thump” like her saying “aawwww, you’re
  buying Garfield & Friends” and saying how I have a “cute card” when
  I showed her my drivers license along with my credit card.  After
  bagging my items (two arms full), she carries them to the front desk to
  de-magnetize the security tags.  I offer to help her carry them
  and she cutely says “oh, but you’re the guest, I have to carry these
  for you.  But thanks for asking, it’s because you’re the man
  right?”  (haha, we men love it when girls point out we’re MEN) I
  told her that I just wanted to help and she answers with an “aaawwwww.”
  After she had everything all set, she handed me my bags and called me
  by my first name (how often do Best Buy people do that?) and wished me
  a good day.  Okay, I know that she’s just doing her job of
  customer service, but the five to ten minutes that I spent with her
  made me feel damn special.  You know I’ll be going back to that
  best buy again!  That my friends is the power of women over men.

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