Aaldkjsofsidowejsfissdfjk *internal fangirling*

That was the only thing my mind could come up with.  So I was on a "mission".  I had to go to the store and take a pic with a product in order to get credit with one of those free product companies.  Not a pic of a product, a pic WITH the product...so a product selfie.  I didn't feel the least bit ridiculous doing that, nope...not at all *rolling eyes*. 

Anyways, I finished my "mission" and did some shopping.  Whilst walking around with the most random products I spotted an older attractive gentleman down an aisle, near where I'd selfied.  I wont deny, I totally checked him out (he looked cute).  That's when he looked right at me and smiled.  And my brain checked out. 

At this point all I could focus on were his blue eyes.  So he smiled...I smiled...my brain forgot how to work so I tripped over NOTHING, dropped everything in my arms and did that awkward running trip thing catching myself on the shelving at the end of the aisle.  You know, trying to play it off...and utterly failing. 

He looked like f**king Paul McGann. In my head the 8th Doctor was looking at me and I forgot how to brain.  This happened in probably 5 seconds, maybe less.  He laughed, I turned every shade of red known to man plus two more.  I scrambled to pick up my stuff, gave a shy shrug, a manic smile and bolted.  

Now, I am 99.999999% certain it was not actually him but he looked so much like him.  Seriously, this was his f**king twin! But not like the look from the movie.  Like how he looked in that Mini Episode before the 50th Anniversary. 

By the time I checked out and got to my car I was a giggling mess.  That poor man must think I am a nut.  C'est la vie.