Today at work. This is what happened.

Good looking black dude comes into the store and I state hello. So does he. 

“Blah blah blah blah”

“are you somali? You have gorgeous features, just beautiful.

Blah Blah Blah.

O.o

After he said that, he started talking about African homeland and life and so on but all I could think of was,

“Did he just say what I think he did.”

Then I started having a conversation with myself while the dude was talking to me.

“Oh wow, now he’s talking about politics. Nod, speak, good. Don’t look like a fool. WOAH, he speaks arabic? Umm, now I have to state the fact I don’t speak Arabic fluently, wait, no, just speak as minimal as you can in Arabic, or just don’t and oh lord, my manager is behind me, PLEASE DON’T ASK FOR MY NUMBER, I’m Muslim. Is he flirting? Okay, he stated how beautiful Somalis are and the language. yep, he’s flirting. AHHHH! New customers. SNEAK AWAY NOW. HERE IS YOUR CHANCE. Ask if he needs any other help. No? Good. Walk away. FINALLY.”

Afterthought: “woah. I just realized he was really good looking. Amazing style…”

Such a weird day today.