I hope I didn't just pull a cardinal sin for a retail slave, and make a fellow slave have a "yikes" moment.
So... it's 12/24. I've put in my time at work, and have to make a quick stop at a local store to run a last-minute errand [pick up one item.] They had plenty in stock, so that wasn't a problem. I'm worn out, my brain is not quite all there, and I get in line.
When it's my turn to pay, I visibly blink. The cashier is a stunningly beautiful woman, voluptuous and dark-skinned, and my higher brain functions shut down.
[She keeps her "retail smile" and cheerful tone throught, so I have no idea what she's really thinking.]
Me: "You are very beautiful."
Her: "Thank you."
Me [as I pay and gather my item]: "If I wasn't already taken, I'd flirt with you. Have a great day!"
Her: "That's sweet of you. Have a nice day, sir!"
Normally, I don't just blurt things out like that. If the cashier is pretty, I just give her a pleasant smile.