YankeeCandle
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I sat down there to eat which I usually don't do because it's crowded and I want to get my groceries home fast. But this time I was only going to pick up one item (yes, hair related), so I got some soup and sat down at those booths they have up front near the registers.
The whole time I was in there, I was seeing a variety of well-put-together, thoughtful, polite (space was tight and I bumped into a lot of people, prompting murmured "excuse me"s) men of diverse ethnic backgrounds and personal dress styles.
2 men approached me in a respectful fashion to get to know me further, but I had to decline, as I have a loved one in my life/heart.
Anyway, here's a profile of some of the men I saw (can't promise they were all hetero, but some did approach me and several were eyeing, so here goes):
-- 5-6 Black American-possible men dressed in business casual trousers, shoes, and sweaters, some with well-cut leather jackets and messenger bags slung rakishly over their shoulders
-- 10+ Hispanic-possible, South Asian-possible, and Euro-possible men dressed in similar styles to the above
-- 2-3 "politically consciously-dressed" B.A.-possible men--the dreads, the tee-shirt with the African solidarity, environmental-themed , or jazz/reggae-slogans, the henmp and cowrie shells necklace, etc.
-- a group of West African F.O.B.s (not too FOBby, though, given the snippets of conversation I overheard) in comfy casual
-- workers at the store itself (Whole Foods uniform) who were friendly, well-informed, polite, and conscientious (I interacted with two when looking for items)
Sitting down at the front was like being in the epicenter of a storm of attractive menfolk: because I was in the front, I could see everyone, and they could see ME. Eye contact was made more than a few times. Because I was sitting alone for an hour reading a magazine with my laptop open in front of me, with an empty booth bench across from me, it invited interested parties to linger near my table as they picked up their bagged groceries from the checkout line and prepared to leave.
THIS WAS A Public Service Announcement for those looking to meet potential dates/mates in a neutral environment that is not a bar.
Cheers!
The whole time I was in there, I was seeing a variety of well-put-together, thoughtful, polite (space was tight and I bumped into a lot of people, prompting murmured "excuse me"s) men of diverse ethnic backgrounds and personal dress styles.
2 men approached me in a respectful fashion to get to know me further, but I had to decline, as I have a loved one in my life/heart.
Anyway, here's a profile of some of the men I saw (can't promise they were all hetero, but some did approach me and several were eyeing, so here goes):
-- 5-6 Black American-possible men dressed in business casual trousers, shoes, and sweaters, some with well-cut leather jackets and messenger bags slung rakishly over their shoulders
-- 10+ Hispanic-possible, South Asian-possible, and Euro-possible men dressed in similar styles to the above
-- 2-3 "politically consciously-dressed" B.A.-possible men--the dreads, the tee-shirt with the African solidarity, environmental-themed , or jazz/reggae-slogans, the henmp and cowrie shells necklace, etc.
-- a group of West African F.O.B.s (not too FOBby, though, given the snippets of conversation I overheard) in comfy casual
-- workers at the store itself (Whole Foods uniform) who were friendly, well-informed, polite, and conscientious (I interacted with two when looking for items)
Sitting down at the front was like being in the epicenter of a storm of attractive menfolk: because I was in the front, I could see everyone, and they could see ME. Eye contact was made more than a few times. Because I was sitting alone for an hour reading a magazine with my laptop open in front of me, with an empty booth bench across from me, it invited interested parties to linger near my table as they picked up their bagged groceries from the checkout line and prepared to leave.
THIS WAS A Public Service Announcement for those looking to meet potential dates/mates in a neutral environment that is not a bar.
Cheers!
I try not to even go there unless I look cute because I know I'll be mad if I'm looking crazy and see somebody.
but the last guy i dated before the current guy only shopped at whole foods and that dude 
