not calling

so there's a boy at starbucks that kari has as crush on. oh. sorry. is that confidential information? hello: we work at starbucks. there are crushworthy boys all the time. and non-crushworthy perhaps even more often. really? you're here again. quit being awkward. don't look at me.

so he comes by yesterday: half-calf grande vanilla mocha, with a venti as well, and sometimes a chocolate donut. kari's being friendly at the window, and I'm at the bar making drinks with my hat on because I haven't showered since the day before last, I woke up at 4.05, was at work by 4.15, and I'm paranoid that I still have yellow acrylic paint in my hair from halloween. this guy hasn't really caught my eye. he's friendly and nice, sure. always tips. etc. but he's just not really on my radar at all right now.

back it up this weekend to grande vanilla latte with a blueberry muffin and you may have peaked my interest.

and he's talking with kari and pauses. "can you do me a favor?" "sure." "see that girl behind you in the hat who's making drinks? can you give this to her?" he proceeds to hand her his business card. for me. she and sara turn, giggling and hand it to me while telling the story. "I think he likes you! you should call him!" awkward! she likes him and I've barley noticed him.

so I decided not to call him. is that rude? and/or weird next time I see him at work? I'm not really worked up about it, so perhaps it will pass like no big deal.