Vending Machine Flirting

I was hit on today. By an EFY counselor. On the bright side, it wasn't by an EFY kid, which I've been told has happened from time to time.

I walked into work after class and discovered that somehow, the whole office had magically emptied without telling me. Stymied, I decided to just relax and read a book until people came back. But then I was suddenly gripped by a ravenous hunger (okay, maybe not that ravenous...) and decided to hit up the vending machine for something to snack on (curse my inability to read without eating food. It's a Pavlovian response). In my pursuit of the perfect snack, I barely registered the swarms of EFY kids.

Then, as I'm surveying my dining options, this guy in a bright red shirt comes up to me. "You know EFY kids aren't supposed to use the vending machine, right?" At which point, I turned to him, BYU ID clearly in hand, with a "yeah, and?" look on my face.

"Oh, sorry," he mumbled quickly. "I guess I just wanted to bust you. Now it makes for a great conversation starter."

Um, what?

Then he proceeded to ask me what I'm studying, where I'm from, and then told me all about himself and starting trying to crack jokes. I realized about halfway through that he was flirting.

Hooray for being slow on the uptake. I guess I'm flattered that he'd be interested in flirting with me. But what really got me was the pickup line. Smooth. It's one of the more creative ones I've encountered.