Gaydar at The Gap

So I have recently found a love interest. I have fallen for a sales associate at The Gap. It's already pathetic that I have fallen for a guy that had rang up my panties, but to make it worst I've only actually seen him twice. Sure, each time included a decent conversation and an exchange in smiles. But I didn't even think of him as a love interest during these two so called meet ups. Then I started subconsciously thinking about him. Attention! I don't even know the guy's name. Our conversations were so brief that I couldn't even steal a glance at his name tag!

Then it hit me! He works at the GAP! Doesn't The Gap has some kind of sponsorship with the homosexual community? No, I'm kidding, but I work at the Gap and a majority of my fellow employees are same sex oriented. So now, I am really in a pickle, no pun intended (and if there was, it would be a really bad one!). I need to find out if this boy I keep dreaming about is going to come sweep me off my feet in a Disney's Sleeping Beauty-esque dance where all the animals dance and sing, or if I will get to add another friend to the Fag Hag entourage. For my sake, let's hope it's not the latter. Either way, I'm atleast happy to finally find someone who has sparked my interest. I mean, gosh, it's been about 2 years since a fine young man has been able to get my attention. Maybe it's because I go to an art school. Or you know, because I keep falling in love with the first guy to help me on the sales floor.