So Creepy! Yes, with a capital "C"!

So, I was working at my usual weekend job(s), filling shelves and other displays with soda (and yeah, I stock for a beer distributor also, but they sell juice, soda, and other alcohol too).
There is a really friendly woman who passes out samples of various products to customer passers-by. She often will chit-chat away to me when I am working near her display table. It is nice to be noticed, but my goodness, the stuff she tells me!

For instance, she once told me all about a person in her family tree who had performed various criminal acts (years ago). She's told me about health problems she's had (nothing too graphic, but still more than I wanted to know), and other personal things I don't want to know about a stranger.

Anyway, so on Sunday I am pulling pallets out to the floor, filling the shelves, etc., from the pallet, then returning them to the back room storage area. Now these pallets, when full, will hold well over a ton of soda, literally! I use a pallet jack - a contraption with ball-bearing wheels and a hydraulic lift (all hand-operated, of course) to move the soda pallets around, but it still is heavy work.

Now this woman (a jolly grandmotherly type) often comments things like "You must have big muscles from doing that job", or "Say, you really are in great shape".
I hae gotten used to that, since I don't even let myself think she might be *eew* flirting. I tell myself she is just being friendly and paying me a compliment. Or something.
Well, on Sunday, she again commented on my muscular arms, specifically "Let's see those big muscles". When I just smiled, she said "And you must have a nice six-pack". I was flabberghasted, and managed a weak chuckle and a "Ah, not really". She looked a bit sheepish then and replied, "Well, I wasn't asking to see that".

I think I will begin stocking earlier, before she arrives at the store.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too uncomfortable!!!