pretty in RED

So I've been training to be a waitress for a couple of days now. Tonight my training included running food to the tables, so after a couple of burns from the fajitas and confusing a couple of guest when I tried to give them the wrong food, I finally got the hang of the whole table number thing and what the abbreviations for all of the dishes mean. WELL towards the end of the night, I had to bring some sort of shrimp thing to the bar. The bar is very confusing so I tried to give the shrimp thing to the wrong person, who happened to be very.. VERY attractive. (For our purposes we will call him Hot Bar Man.) Well the bar tender corrected me and said “no Angela hun, its for this guy” so I gave the food to the guy right next to him. I turn around to go back to the kitchen seeing as how I completed my task, when Hot Bar Man goes “what’s your name again?” I could not believe that he wanted to know my name, so after a few quick OMG’s to myself I put on my best flirting smile and said “Angela”. He then reaches out his hand and goes “HI Angela, I’m (insert name here cause I didn’t hear his real name, hence the name Hot Bar Man).” I say in my best cutesy voice, “o I’m so sorry but I don’t want to shake your hand, my hands are disgusting they are covered in grease!” He replies- get this “No that’s ok, they can’t be that bad!” I give him a “are you sure look” he nods! So I shake his hand and smile. After he goes “eww gross!” (WHILE LAUGHING!) and I go “I know right they are disgusting!!” and turn and leave before I start hard core flirting and someone sees me.. Cause I’m not sure if that is allowed. But basically I GOT HIT ON BY THE HOTTEST GUY AT THE BAR TONIGHT!!! Kudos to me.
That’s all for now- it’s late and I need my beauty rest… who knows what sexy men will be at the bar tomorrow !!! ;)