I was in Publix this afternoon, putting my milk and Lean Pockets and orange sherbet on the conveyor belt, when a guy about my age walked up behind me in line. And I do mean walked up. I am not exaggerating in any way when I say this - I had to lean my head back to get a look at his face. He was that tall. First, I just looked because his head was practically scraping the ceiling. Then I looked again, some little bell in my head going, "Hmm, he's pretty cute, too!"
Just then, his friend - of normal height, with piercing blue eyes - walked up behind him. And he was even hotter! I was literally having a hard time keeping my eyes away from the pair of them. I am generally quite a tomboy - I usually just see a guy and think, "Okay, a member of the male species." Very rarely do I look at a guy and immediately think, "Ooh, hottie!" the way so many of my friends do - and now it had happened twice in less than ten seconds. What was going on here?
Just then, Tall Guy opened his mouth to talk to Blue Eyes... and he spoke... in Dutch!!!
I had to turn the other way so they wouldn't see me cracking up.
I mean, really - for crying out loud!