It was then that said cute man called out my first and last (maiden) name. I looked him in the eye and knew right away who he was - my 6th grade mega-crush. *Swoon* (that was for you Kristy!) At that moment, a barrage different things filled my thoughts.
The most poignant of them: shit, I never accepted his friend request on Facebook. Seriously, at 32 years old, THAT was the first thing that came to mind? Not, I wonder what he's been up to? Or, whatever people usually think when they see someone for the first time in 14 years. Nope, I was more concerned that I now looked like a super