I first met my boyfriend when we were both sackers at the local grocery store. I liked him the instant I saw him. He hadn’t even noticed me. But I soon changed that.
I made sure to get his attention any way I could when we worked together. Sometimes I would sack groceries next to him and strike up a conversation. Sometimes it was more extreme, like poking him or even tripping him when he walked by (I was only a sophomore in high school, so give me a break). After a little while, he finally started responding.
He began sacking next to me and striking up conversations. He started tripping and poking me, too. It was a beautiful thing, indeed. I had succeeded.
Even after I was promoted to cashier, we still found ways to flirt. He would poke me with a long roll of foil. I would suggest the customer choose paper bags instead of plastic (because sackers hate sacking in paper).
This was a great tactic when the chase was on, but now that we’re dating, all this has taught us is how to piss each other off.
Check out Dianne’s personal essay about her own experience with love in the workplace. Spoiler alert: It is so damn cute.
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