Door Dash Dude

Beaverton OR

Description

I saw you in Chipotle a couple weeks ago. They had like one stoner working the counter with a lobby full of passive aggressive patrons. We made eye contact. I swooned, hoping you'd speak to me. You didn't. I keep going back so I can run into you again. But you're never there. Do you know how many f'n burritos I've eaten in the last two weeks? Help me. I'm starting to look like a burrito.