“Hello again,” he said to Carolyn as she walked past the produce aisle at the grocery store.
Carolyn looked up at the man. He was a decent looking guy, although she was pretty sure he was younger than she was. “Do I know you?” she asked.
“I saw you over at the canned goods aisle, remember? I asked you about tuna fish,” he explained.
“Oh, okay. Well, hello again,” she said congenially, although she had no recollection of having seen him before.
“I couldn’t help admiring the size of your melons,” he said.
“Excuse me?” she said, shocked. She quickly glanced down at her chest to see if something was not quite right.
“You honeydew melons,” he said. “They are just the right size.”
“Thank you, I guess,” Carolyn answered, not sure if he was being genuine or if she was being played.
“Do you know where they keep the pomegranates?” he asked. “I love to open them up and scoop out the those jewel-like seeds with my tongue.”
Now there was no question in Carolyn’s mind that this guy was playing her by using sexual innuendos and double entendres in a lame attempt to seduce her. She was somewhat flattered, but, at the same time, highly offended.
“I’m not sure, but I think they may keep the pomegranates in the display case over there,” she said pointing. “Right next to where the security guard is standing.”
The guy looked at his watch, back up at Carolyn, and said, “Oh my, will you look at the time. I gotta split, but maybe we’ll run into each other at another time.” He quickly left the store, leaving his half-full grocery cart abandoned in the middle of the aisle.
Written for this week’s Manic Monday challenge from Sandi, where the prompt is the song title, “Hello Again” by the Cars.