Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Where on earth is the radicchio? I wondered. Searching the produce section. Am I missing it? They usually always have it. And it’s my absolute favorite. But I’m not finding it. Right as I look up, I see the produce manager. He’s always very helpful. To be honest, he’s also very flirty. And I guess very intuitive and attentive as well. Because he came right over and asked what he could help me find. I asked about the radicchio. He looked so disappointed to have to tell me that a shipment had been delayed. He apologized profusely. And took my phone number. He told me that he was going to make a few phone calls. And he would let me know when it would be in. I assured him that it was not a big deal. And told him how much I appreciated it.
Later that day, he called to let me know that it came in. He told me that as a courtesy, he was going to have it delivered. Then he apologized again for the inconvenience. Wow, I thought. What a sweetheart he is.
Where’s The Radicchio?
Then less than twenty minutes later, I heard a light knock on the door. I couldn’t be how quick it was. And when I opened the door, I really couldn’t believe it was him! The produce manager was at my door, hand delivering radicchio! I stood speechless. He was quick to let me know that he was on his way home. And my place was actually on his way. Still surprised, and immensely appreciative, I invited him in. He told me that he’d peeked in my shopping cart on occasion. And he knew I appreciated good wine. So he brought me a bottle since I’d been inconvenienced earlier. I insisted that we have a glass. The conversation flowed. I made a radicchio salad. We enjoyed it while we finished the bottle of wine. One thing led to another. And we ended up having wild, passionate sex on my kitchen island. It was so freaking hot! Next week, I’m going to look for whatever produce they are out of. I need that again!
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453