Does anyone know the name of the young girl who works in Sainsbury's on Brixton Hill (next to the White Horse). We have caught each others eye a few times now but she is never wearing a name badge! She is petite with brown hair...! Just how to make a move...?!
Calling someone by name when there is no way you should know their name is always a winner and never freaks them out and make them run away.
Apologies I really didn't mean to make this sound werird or awkward! I fully intend to ask her name at some point - just need to pluck up the courage. No doubt someone will get there before me at this rate! I would delete the post if I could now, sorry guys.
you: smiled shyly at me in the tv dinner section me: looking harassed in my purple trackie top as people keep asking me where the eggs are.
had a neighbour (lived on no-frills white bread and ham) who fell in love with the checkout girl in kwiksave. He used to do our shopping for us so he didn't look like a sad bastard. It went on for months but he got his girl in the end - they were still together about 4 years later when I left. Go for it!
Go in there every single day without fail buying champagne, chocolate, and several packs of extra large condoms. She'll assume you're a total player with a massive schlong, and insanely high libido, and eventually will chat you up instead.
awwww. :thumbs: Just spent ages trying to find this craigslist ad. Seemed sort of on topic. http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/896012...arch-for-stranger-who-got-her-pregnant-at-gig
Get a guitar, sit by the checkout she's on and start singing "the girl on the checkout smiled, best smile I've seen for a while ..." and ad lib the rest while gazing at her. Keep a look out for security guards though