This happened last week so the pain is still real, but the fuck up is 8 days old.

This past month or two has been pretty stressful and I've been drinking a bit more than usual, mostly at night. I usually go to the little small town liquor store that is closest to where I live, because I sometimes like to walk there even though it's getting cold.

About a month ago, this gorgeous woman started working as the cashier and, to my surprise, started flirting with me from pretty much the get go -- at least, that is what it seemed to my signals-often-missed, numb to when people actually like me, male brain. One night I went in to get my usual bottle, I had been walking so I was smoking some weed from my vaporizer before I walked in. She saw this, made a comment about it, and we went outside and smoked together for a bit, still talking and flirting. She had commented about how the owners of the store were kind of tight-asses and had yelled at her before for smoking. She was feeling sort of down about some other topic and I had to get home for work, so I left after about 10 minutes of talking with a hug and we said goodbye.

The next night I really couldn't stop thinking about her so I went back to talk and offer her another smoke (convincing myself that maybe I had cheered her up). I walked in as another customer was approaching the store, and started talking with her asking how she was feeling. By this time the other customer had walked in the store and was also near the register (with some beer). She was still feeling down, so I reached into my pocket and pulled out my vaporizer, mentioning we could smoke again if she wanted. She mentions that she can't, because her boss had yelled at her about smoking before, and kind of nudges her head toward the other "customer" near the counter, who I am now realizing is her boss! Once I realized that I basically just outed her for smoking again on the job, with a customer, I started noping out of the store. She offered me some weed and a free shooter before I scurried out of the door, accepting nothing.

After drinking myself to sleep from the embarrassment, obviously I was feeling incredibly shitty about what happened. I went back only to find out that was the last night she worked at the store. Someone else took over two days afterwards.

Either she got fired, or I sufficiently creeped her out enough to quit. She did mention that she had another job lined up, so I'm really hoping she didn't have a hard time. It seemed we had mutual feelings for each other, but neither of us got the others contact details.

tl;dr: I got a beautiful cashier who was into me fired a week before Thanksgiving by inadvertently telling her boss that she had smoked weed with me the night before, with no way to apologize or contact her.