So last Sunday i parked illegally right near my friend outside of church (ironic, I realize). After church, we walked back to our cars together and she had a fatty ticket on her window. I looked over at my car and had that sick feeling I have gotten 26 times before as I saw something stuck under my windshield wiper.
I walked over and noticed that the paper had a green flower on it. 'New Provo Police initiative to make paying tickets less sucky?' I wondered.
Not a ticket, as it turns out.
It was actually a note from a girl that I had chatted with on my way to church. It said, "We should be friends" with name her number on it! (Oh yeah, that's staying in the scrapbook to either show at our wedding, or to show my kids that dad used to have-it-going-oooooon!)
I called her the next day but no answer. So I texted and asked her to call me.
And I kid you not, the response I got was, "I thought the whole point of giving you my number was so that you would give me a call. ;)" (at least she left off the nose on that emot icon).
I informed her that I did, indeed, call and that she, in fact, did not answer.
And again, 100% for reals, she texted back, "And I commend you for your effort. But that may just mean that you will have to try again."
Oh boy. This first date is going to be...blog-worthy. I wish she wasn't so interesting for those 5 min I talked with her so I could write her off as "typical." But curiosity has gotten the best (worst) of me on this one. More details to come (unless she has me sign an NDA too).
Moral of the story: life's not fair. I got a girl's number while my friend just got off with a $50 parking ticket.