Billabong

Boulder CO

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Ms. Billabong I came into your store the other day with an out-of-town friend. We were visiting Boulder, and had just finished hiking and we forgot our change of clothes. We decided it was just easiest to purchase a new set of clothes to quickly change into so we could continue our adventure on the Pearl St. mall. That's when my friend noticed you, noticing me. He came over to me to alert me of this. When I finally made eye contact with you, you sorta blushed, smiled and looked away... It may of been because I was a sweaty mess. It also could of been because you were simply doing your job and were trying to be attentive. However it felt like more, the smile you beamed, I can't seem to get out of my head. You were polite, made small talk...asked us where we were from...do you remember my answer? I should of asked your name. I should of asked you if you'd like to grab a bite sometime. I should of done something...so lame. Regretting my lack of action, more recently I decided to return to Boulder and pay a visit to your store. Just my luck, you weren't working...Pretty sure this ship has sailed. If the universe points you to this post, and you happen to remember me (and there's mutual interest) hit me up. ...I was the guy that ran back into the store to purchase a pair of flip flops...just so I could catch another glimpse of you.