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So, this JUST happened. 

There's this cute barista guy at my local coffee place. I don't usually go there because it's a little out of my way. But today I found myself passing by, and thinking of him, looked through the window. Seeing him through the window i thought "sure, I could eat" but of course takeout, not stay there to eat because clearly I can't have him see THAT. Oh and shit: I haven't brushed my hair and it's in a fucking ponytail. Not the cute kind. 

Ok, so we've established I'm fucking neurotic. Anyway. I order something in an adorable jovial way and he looks slightly downcast when I say it's to go. Yay, right? Sure. Let's ride this high! 

"Hey, I like your coat" says he. "Oh thanks! It's styled to look like a Russian army coat. My grandmother totally would have hated it because she was Hungarian."...... Silence. Awkward "uh, yeah, that totally... Hm" from him. His face went from: 'glad to see you again' to 'I'm going to avoid you now'.

I could have saved it. I could have said: "gee, crazy how our grandparents could be so bigoted and scarred from war, eh" but NO. Instead I stood there like an idiot, jaw agape not believing how so much stupid could have run out of my mouth.

Goddammit.
<bot>: Barista guy, if you're out there: I don't hate Russians or anyone else, I'm just an idiot who says stupid things around people she finds attractive.