There is a young Indian guy that works at the convenience store near my work. Today was the first time I saw him, though from what I know, he's been there a while. When I walk up to the counter he greats me with a, "Hello, Gorgeous! How are you today?"
My inner feminist feels awkward, and slightly annoyed.
My ego, however, is surprisingly flattered. I don't think I am an ugly girl by any means but truth be told, it has been a long time since someone called me that.
It's nice to hear it on occasion, regardless who it's from.
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