a valentine's day story

Just for your enjoyment on this Valentine's Day, I thought I would tell you a little story that caused me to smile and giggle to myself this past weekend.

Saturday my roommate and I were returning a couple of things to Macy's (or rather my roommate was, and I was along for the trip). So the up escalator and the down escalator are right next to each other so that they make a X if you were to look at it from the side. We were going up, and talking about traveling or some such thing, and just as we got to the point where the up and down escalator intersect, I see something white fluttering out of the corner of my eye.I look down and see this laying next to my shoe on the escalator.


I pick it up and realize that someone on the down escalator must have dropped it. I unfold it to see what it is, maybe thinking it will give some clue as to whether I should try to find the person and return it if this is something important. Mind you, my roommate and I are still continuing our conversation whilst I do this. I unfold it to read the following.



There was a phone number included which I did not photograph to protect the privacy of the individual who dropped this note. Needless to say my roommate and I found it quite funny. And for those of you who are wondering, no I did not contact the person. I figure there are a couple of scenarios which could have lead to me being in possession of this note.

1) I have a secret admirer and he was trying to get me to call him.

or

2) Some kid was dared to do this.

In either case I did not think it was my position to contact him. If the first, he should just man up and ask me face to face. If the second I don't think it is worthy of a response. I will just privately laugh about it, and consider it my Valentine from God.

I hope you are having a good Valentine's Day. The first half of my day was horrid, but it has shown dramatic improvement, and will continue to improve as the night goes on.

Peace and Mercy.

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