The Importance of Being Lauren

The other day at work I was feeling particularly unattractive. I had eaten a sausage biscuit, I had not exercised that morning, and I had a giant pimple in the middle of my forehead. I hibernated in back drive-thru the whole day because I didn't want anyone to see me.  Anyway, I was getting ready for the end of my shift by stocking. Which meant I had to go up front. As soon as I rounded the corner I found myself face-to-face with the most attractive ginger man I have ever seen. (Similar to the picture below) I quickly tried to get out of sight by running to the front drive-thru window. I must have been totally red from blushing because the girl said very loudly, "Lauren are you crying? Why are you so red? Are you okay?" Because she was being so loud the guy looked over at me and started staring. I was mortified, and tried to leave as quickly as possible. As I made my way to the back, three people stopped me and asked why my face was so red, and that made me get even