Today for lunch, my friend and I went into a small shop which sells pasta to take away.
But when I got to checkout, the saleswoman told me that there was no more pasta ....
(Yes, everything is normal.... no more pasta in a pasta shop...)
So we went in another store in the same street, a shop that makes delicious and cheap Belgian fries!
But the server was weird, he didn't stop to fix us......
We took our fries and we went back to university to eat.
And I was eating my fries when I found a note in my bag
" Kevin 06-XX-XX-XX-XX =) "
Well ... Kevin ... at what point in your life, you're told you that to put your phone number amid my frying and fat meal could be a great and romantic idea....?
I think I'll avoid returning to the store for a while ^^'