The Day I Thought My Pharmacist Was Asking Me Out

It's 10am and I've already had what I sincerely hope I can say is the most awkward moment of the day today. Seriously.

 

I went to pick up my prescription from the pharmacy where my Pharmacist Crush works. He's lovely. He's a brown dude (I know, right?) and looks all smart in his lab coat and glasses and has excellent teeth and I love him so much. So, anyway, I obviously walked into the pharmacy like this:

 

 

My future husband comes up to me, calls me Mal (MAL! Like we're FRIENDS! Because we are. The best of.) and says, "Are you free tonight?"

The Universe stopped. As did my heart. So I whispered - whispered, Jesus Christ - "I think so..."

"Great, because I didn't get a chance to fill your script. Could you come back tonight?"

"OH YEAH SURE NO PROBLEM!" This is in caps because I'm pretty sure I yelled it in an incredibly high voice.

"Thanks, buddy!"

Did my pharmacist just friend zone me?

Love,

M