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I got to Supercuts when I need the lettuce trimmed. Usually it's some middle aged woman who doesn't know her craft, which is fine because I wear my hair spikey... impossible to fuck up. But last time I went, this young lady walked out from behind the counter, introduced herself and was very pleasant.

I went there again today. Same woman. We exchanged nice words and I left wondering why I did not ask for her number. So I called her shop and she answered... I asked for her number and she said, "I'm glad you called, I was pissed at myself for not giving you my number".

Then I went to the local Pub and had a beer and a burger. I love Sundays.
 
I got to Supercuts when I need the lettuce trimmed. Usually it's some middle aged woman who doesn't know her craft, which is fine because I wear my hair spikey... impossible to fuck up. But last time I went, this young lady walked out from behind the counter, introduced herself and was very pleasant.

I went there again today. Same woman. We exchanged nice words and I left wondering why I did not ask for her number. So I called her shop and she answered... I asked for her number and she said, "I'm glad you called, I was pissed at myself for not giving you my number".

Then I went to the local Pub and had a beer and a burger. I love Sundays.

So, did you fuck her?
 
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