Went to ikea yesterday for some home renovation inspiration and got to chatting with one of the sales guys from the bedroom furniture area and we really hit it off.
If we’d met in the pub I’d’ve taken him home and smashed him for a whole weekend.
Only thing is, now I can’t get him out of my head and honestly with the dry spell I’ve been going through even the mildly flirty at times banter we had going on might do for a cheeky bit of Me Time but I just had so much fun talking to him- we had such a laugh he dropped his sales voice and style we were slagging off the stuff he’s supposed to sell (one of the bedside tables looks like an easy bake oven and I said so and his little face just d r o p p e d and the LOOK he gave me told me I’d ruined being able to sell that with a straight face forever)
He’s not great looking but that sort of instant bond really does it for me, and I wanna go back and see him and talk and invite him for drinks but it would be WEIRD to be That Guy harassing sales staff just trying to do their job interpreting it wrong
Honestly he was amazing, I wandered up to the staff and was like “I have no idea what I want, sell me something” and I’ve come out with a YEARNING
(And admittedly a plan for the bedroom set I want- it’s his favourite apparently and it checks the most boxes of anything they sell even if it’s gonna be about 6, 700 for the full set)
I feel slightly predatory and I’m very aware I’m just lonely and seeking connection and I’m reading too much into things but he was great and I feel like I’m missing out on the potential of something by not making more personal inroads there but it’d be hideously inappropriate so I’m torn in a bunch of different directions