I worked as a cashier a few days ago and met him. It was my job to ask him some basic questions, like ‘are you a member of the club?’ etc. He got an intriguing accent. It was so intriguing that I couldn’t help giggling a bit coz i thought it was funny (which wasnt professional/ nice). I could see he was blushing a bit. At that moment, I could feel something weird between us, like chemistry. Like two children having fun. Turns out he is from Ireland. 🙂 Since I felt the ‘chemistry’, I couldnt stop thinking about the moment and him. It is weird I know but there’s no one I can talk to about this. Btw I saw him again last night at work. I was so happy but sad when he left. The whole thing is like a dream, like a movie. I wish I had talked to him more. I wish I knew his name. The feeling is something I havent felt so far and it was strong. I dont know if we will ever meet again. Ugh, I hate this…