It is a sunny and dry Sunday evening.
My family and I are on a shopping trip.
We all split up once arriving at the mall.
So here I am, shopping at my favorite store, Radio Shack.
There, I see a pleasantly plump girl who is about my age trying out the karaoke machine.
She is wearing a blue shirt and a medium length denim skirt.
She also has a very regal look on her face.
I think she is very beautiful and I do realize exactly how rare it is that a female shop at Radio Shack.
She and I could probably make a wonderful couple.
I feel very giddy, but I don’t know what to say to her.
And not only that, what would everyone think of me for dating such a plus-sized girl?
I want her so badly, but I don’t know how to approach her.
So, I begin to look at the CB’s and scanners and she eventually leaves.
I leave as well and I end up walking to Big Lot’s and purchasing a much cheaper world band radio there for $10.
To my knowledge, I’ve never seen her again.
But, I never forgot her, though I don’t even know her name.
By the way, I never forget any plus-sized young lady of whom I have the happy privilege of beholding!
