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You were in front of me today in line. You mentioned you were picking up a prescription for your friend who was waiting in the car who just had surgery. Very pretty, tall blonde wearing a blue sweatshirt. We talked a lot about the old man talking a whole bunch at the register causing us to wait a long time as they dealt with him. You laughed at my jokes and wished me good luck as you walked by me on your way out. I'm the guy that's been annoyed ever since because I had all the time in the world to ask for your number and somehow did not. This to me is the definition of a missed connection!
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