(I'm serving at a candy bar in the foyer of a theatre. Big concert going on inside. A customer comes to the counter, he's about my age.)
Me: “Hi, how can I help you?”
Customer: “Yeah, I’d like some water.”
Me: “Okay, let me grab some from the fridge.”
Customer: “Thank you!”
(The customer pays and leaves, only to come back a few minutes later to buy some more water. He continues to do this nine more times.)
Me: “Must be really thirsty tonight, huh?”
Customer: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Me: “You’ve just bought quite a bit of water. There is a drinking fountain over there, you know.”
Customer: *stares at me dead in the eyes*
Me: “Is it hot outside or something?”
Customer: “Wanna see how long I can spin around on this stool?”
Me: “Uh…”
Customer: “Will you time me?”
Me: “Well, I guess so.”
Customer: “Okay, go!”
(The boy then proceeds to fall off the chair and go flailing onto the floor.)
Me: “Oh, my god! Are you all right?”
Customer: “You’re cute.”
Me: “Um, that’s flattering. Are you okay?”
Customer: “I wanna be your boyfriend.”
Either he drunk too much and was drinking lots of water because of it, or he just dead set thought he was in love with her. I think it's the latter :) I'm totally using the idea in my story....
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