Cheerful and Pretty Manager

Hey.

You were there. You were passing by.

In front of my store.

I was there. In the counter. And you know it, because you saw it.

You didn't look directly towards our store. You took a glimpse and I know you saw me there. That's why you're not dare to look straight into my counter.

Are you scares that I actually know and realized you're looking at me?

You're talking with someone.

Then you left and headed to the washroom.

I thought you're leaving. Since you always visits your store just for a couples minutes.

But then you turned right. Good. I wanted to go to the washroom too. I'd been holding on for quite long.

When I was out, you were there, walking towards my direction. With a lady. I don't know how she looked like. Because I was looking at you.

I waved and smiled. As usual. You waved back and hi. Smiling too. She wore super formal. Like a lady president. But still I don't how she looked like. And who was she?

I know this time you definitely left. Because you turned left. I figured that out. You're either parking on P4 or P3. And you turned left. Towards the staircase to the parking lot.

No worries will meet you by surprise in your store. I visited your store and bought coffee for my staff. And Choc Chic Slush for myself.

I WhatsApp you. Again. Today.

After two days we do not meet each other. I'm not sure are you waiting to meet me again. Are you missing to meet me again. I'm not sure But I can't wait to go to work everyday now. Just to look at you.

I'm not sure how you felt. But I guess God listens to my praying. Listen to my wishes. Answering my wishes. I met you twice today. And talked to you in WhatsApp. Again.

Again. The chances to talk to you happens when I visited my old outlet. MPH The Spring.

Your parcels were there. They sent it to MPH The Spring instead. So I brought it back to Vivacity. And informed you.

You said thank you. And you said you owed me coffee.

I said I sent it to you and your staff were happy to meet me again.

Here's how you answered me:"Haha. They are always happy to see such a cheerful and pretty manager."

Wow. That was nice. That was a compliment. From you. And a confession. Can I called it a confession???

You just called Cheerful and Pretty Manager.

Wow!!

But hey. Tell you what. They were smiling and greeting me nicely. But actually I'm not sure they were happy to see me again. I just made it up. Didn't mean to. Just wanted to know how are you gonna cope With it. When I was there but you're not there.

I never expect this though. You just gave compliments so straightforwardly.

You called me nice as well. For giving free treat to my resigned staff.

I don't know how to answer that. So I left the conversation goes ends.

I figured out you're too business type of guy when it comes to conversation. I somehow find that it may be hard to become best friend with you. Because you always treats me as the next door neighbor only. Nothing more than that. You makes it too obvious. That I'm just the next door neighbor that you want to pay your respect. Just that you just admitted that I'm one of the pretty next door neighbor. That's all.

So I left. The conversation goes empty. There's nothing more I can say. You'd just proved it that you're not interested. Even though You found me pretty. You just not that into me.

If you do. You should have come by now.

Would you come by tomorrow? Please do. Or we left Wednesday to meet other until 15th Feb.