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I see you a few times a week, and you make that brown uniform look so good.
You always smile with your eyes.
I called you my boyfriend one day, jokingly, to the girls.
Little did you know that every time you leave I tell them I want to bite you in the butt,
Develop lockjaw,
Get drug to death,
And die a happy woman.
You're not a full on ginger, more like a nice deep Auburn. I always hollar out a "thank you" and I'm sure my crush is evident on my smile.
Mama always told me I was attracted to those redheaded men. I still deny it.
But that smile of yours gets me every time.
A previous delivery driver used to hit on me all the time, so I finally got him removed from my route.
So it would be totally inappropriate if me to hit on you.
But darn it all! I don't want ever want you to leave.
And I'm sure there are so many delivery locations where the girls drool over your smile so let's just say, that mine is the one with the dog crate in the back hallway - next to my loud, clunking door.
You walk past my 3 quiet little dogs each time. Maybe you don't even notice them, because they are so quiet.
I know you're always rushing, but if you stop and give my pups a treat, maybe we can start getting to know each other 5 minutes at a time.
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And, really???
Who flagged my post for removal?
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