Andy was relieved to finally be finished work for the weekend. She was looking forward to going home, relaxing in a hot bubble bath and pampering herself. She just had to get a few things in before she could do so. Grimacing slightly to herself she pushed her shopping trolley round the market. She placed in much needed painkillers, sanitary products and chocolate. This was a requirement every month and it made this time of month much easier on her. She added enough food to last her the rest of the week and made her way to the checkout.
She almost jumped out of her skin when a well known voice whispered in her ear
"McNally fancy meeting you here"
"On no" she thought "of all people to bump into here it would have to be the one person she daydreamed about constantly"
"Hello Sir" she answered pleasantly "didn't expect to see you here"
"Well McNally I've gotta eat too you know" drolled Sam sarcastically
"Oh God please don't look in my trolley please don't look in my trolley" the contents are a dead giveaway that she was suffering PMT she thought over and over,
of course just at that point he glanced into her shopping cart.
"I can see you are going to have a lovely weekend to yourself McNally, you know after spending 10 hrs at work with you. I never would have guessed it".
"Oh kill me now" she thought frantically.
"You know I have considerable expertise in dealing with that type of problem McNally" Sam grinned mischieviously.
"Really sir that's great" Andy blushed furiously
Just then it was her turn to put her items through the checkout. She quickly paid for them and exited the shop tossing a quick goodbye over her shoulder.
Sam grinned and paid for his own items shaking his head.
He had a real talent for being in the right place at the right time. He was really looking forward to work on Monday.
