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Hockey players. . . Part Deux.

They were back this weekend. WIth a new player. They guy they traded ol' drunky McMakeOutWithPei'sHair for. His name is Yannick. He's hot. Like dimples and blue eyes hot. And French Canadian/Romanian. And very swet. Very very sweet. He kept buying me "drinks" and flirting with me and then asked me to come over to the titty bar after work. So I did. Sat with him and talked. Very nice guy. Three of his best friends from Montreal had come down to see him play tonight. They were cute too. And very nice. The rest of the team was their rowdy, drunk selves, and Yannick defended my honor!

What???

That's right. hahaha. He told the drunk guy who was being a jackass to leave me alone. Drunk jackass later returned and asked me to "take care of Yannick". Um. . .

When we finally left the titty bar (5:30 am, y'all), I was cold and Yannick grabbed his jacket from his friend and wrapped it around my shoulders to keep me warm while he walked me to my car.

What???

Yeah. Gentleman.

He wants to come visit me at work (video store) today. How cute is that? hahaha.

I love this job! Not like I really expect any of these guys to actually follow through on anything. It's great. . .




Maybe this is why I get attention at work:




And with that teeny-tiny uniform. . . hahaha. Man. . .