I walked into the drug store in an especially good mood — so good, I smiled at everyone. No harm could ever come from that, right? When I walked back out to my car a strange man was hovering over my windshield. He was gruff, dirty, wearing too many layers and hadn’t shaved in awhile. He had a friend with him. He looked up at me and smiled really wide. He was missing his front teeth. “Oh good,” he said. “Now I can give this to you in person.” He handed me a note. “I saw you in the store and you smiled at me. You seem really nice. This has my phone number on it. Maybe we can hook up sometime.” Um, how did he know which car was mine?! I swallowed and said, “Oh…Um. Well, I’m married.” Not a problem. “That’s OK! I don’t mind. Call me soon,” and he forced the note in my hand. I think I was supposed to be flattered, but I took a different route home with extra turns, checking my rear view mirror often. Thanks for making my day weird, toothless guy! HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! Beth the Other Admin