I can be
My nether regions become damp with joy when I have new views on my blog, even more so when I get comments. I shudder with happiness when I get a request at the diner. It's been happening more and more lately, either because I'm officially one of the senior members of the staff or because of my winning personality. I assume it's the latter, because I am freaking awesome most of the time.
I especially love it when I'm not expecting it. A few older couples have seen me when they came in and said "Oh, blondie's here! Where's your station, honey?" It's usually the ladies, for some reason. Maybe men feel weird about asking the youngest waitress in the joint to wait on them.