bruh, real shyt, just this past friday somnething like this happened to me..
back story:
Her: italian, 50yrs old, married, thick with a fukkin wagon on her

AHer husband: 66 and prolly has no use of his penis anymore, pretty sure he not doing tha booty any justice
every morning i try to hold the door open for her clearly going out my way, always try to initiate conversation with her, throw small subtle hints like comment on her picture when i know no one else in the whole damn company is doing that. anyhow this past friday i do like usual and held the door for her though she wasnt even at the door, she was at her car but still i did that for her cuz im soo infactuated

with her and i wanted to know i think of her. she gets to the door, we exchange pleasantries and it turned into a small convo as i always intend on.......she mentioned she is happy its friday because she goes on vacation next week, blah blah blah, my ending lines were something of, i still wanna see those wedding photos of you, cuz the week prior she went to a wedding and honestly i wanted to see them photos so i could charm her a bit more telling her how beautiful she looks compare to everyone else and how her husband the luckiest man alive cuz having her is truly a blessing

.....(boy i was ready to charm dem draws off her right there) so later that day i slide by her office to follow up on some work i did for her..... At that time i asked if she had a minute and she kinda said "no" because she is a busy lady and i can see she was ready to step out the office, anyhow the convo didnt end there, we chopped it up for a minute while she typed on her laptop, i tried to steer the convo into throwing her a subtle compliment but outta no where she hits me with "have a good day and enjoy your weekend *insert my name*) ......... yo! i immediate stopped what i was doing, walked back to my desk sat down and just wanted to cry,

i was soo crush. shyt had a nikka in his feelings for the rest of the day cuz i swear, this the only lady that gives me teenage emotions, and you know that teenage emotion is real, when all you do is think and fantasize about that one girl........but yeah, a nikka just wanted to cry... so now i'm on a mission to become a millionaire and just walk up to her crib and tell her to come spend the rest of her life with me...

just like dat