Missed Connections.


You: Good looking, slightly crazy blonde in your mid to late 30’s.

Me: Two cars over from you.

Where: Leaving the Providence Place Mall parking lot Saturday night after Waterfire.

I spotted you out of the corner of my eye in the passenger seat of the white SUV in the line to pay for parking in the garage. You had long, bleach blond hair. You seemed to be having a problem with your top, as it kept falling down. And you were so thoughtful to help the guy next to you driving with the seatbelt problems he was having (I’m assuming that’s what you were doing over there when your head kept disappearing). Safety first!

Also, you might have been a little drunk.

Drop me a line sometime. You seem like a classy gal.