I saw the most attractive guy in all of Vancouver today.

He came into my work. I said hi, only half looking at him. I was folding a pile of sweaters, you see. And most people ignore my greetings anyways, or say hello back without glancing my way. He said hi back, and said "how's it going?". When I looked up at him, I was honestly taken aback by how gorgeous he was.

Every so often you see a beautiful person, guy or girl. And you can't help but want to stare at them. Everything on his face was perfect - give him golden curls, and he could have passed for Gabriel. I was honestly surprised. I think he was the most beautiful person I have every seen in my life.

I have never stood by a person who made me feel drab in comparison.

I went and grabbed my price gun, and went back to offer him help finding clothes. But he was gone. I guess he was just a browser.

I went up and told Tammy that there had just been an "extremely pretty boy" at the back. Queenie asked if that was the guy in the white shirt, and I said yes. she then agreed that he was indeed cute, but that he had a girlfriend.

I forgot. All gorgeous people have girlfriends. Or live in other countries.