She worked at the yard sale.
He shopped at the yard sale.
She noticed that he looked up at her every thirty seconds. Exactly thirty seconds.
She had counted.
She found it adorable that every time she looked up at him, he would immediately look back down at the table, pretend to be into whatever he was looking at.
Finally, he picked an item, and walked over to her table.
He tried to look cool.
Yes! Confrontation! she thought.
He set down a ruler on the table.
He put one finger on the 1 inch mark, another on the 11 inch mark.
“You see that?” he said, his voice remarkably soothing.
“Uhh, yeah?” She was lost in his deep blue eyes.
“That’s the exact size of my penis.”
He winked.