If The Pick-Up Line Fits

(I’m shoe shopping. One of the employees and I have been chatting a bit, and discover that we have similar religious beliefs. We also like the same type of music. I’ve found a pair of shoes I like, and they’ve brought out my size. Note: I am female; the employee is male.)

Employee: *as he’s putting the shoe on my foot* “We gotta give you the Cinderella treatment today! Well, maybe if I could get the shoe on. I suppose I don’t make a very good Prince Charming!”

Me: *completely startled by this turn in conversation* “I… uh… well, I have weird feet. You’re doing just fine!”

(We talk more; he rings me up, and walks me out the door. I don’t know if he’ll ever see this, but if he does: Dude, major props for boldness. I was impressed. If you’d asked for my number, you would’ve gotten it!)