Today at work this woman that caught my eye a couple of weeks ago came in -- the last time she came in I flirted with her and this time was no different. Turns out her name is Stacy, I think she's super pretty and nice, and she's married -- confirmed by the big rock on her ring finger. Wait, is THAT really a confirmation? Who am I fooling; of course it's a confirmation. Too bad because I considered asking her out on a whim.