I wish I could remember what I did with this girl’s number or figure out how I lost it. I was at a little party at this apartment in Water Ford Creek, which is a Charlotte neighborhood. At any rate I showed up alone and planned on showing the flag and then hauling away pretty quickly. I changed my mind pretty quickly when I realized that pretty much no other single guys had shown up. There were two couples, me, this guy who was not interested in girls and about half a dozen single girls who were friends with Shayla from work. I would guess that the other guys who were invited thought it would be really boring, which was what I was thinking. I was planning to show up and be seen, then haul my butt out of there as soon as it was practical. Of course Shayla might end up being my boss and so I am not going to offend her if I can avoid it.
At any rate I was doing my best to be clever, which got a lot easier after this girl had a couple of glasses of red wine. I know she gave me here number and I know that I put it in my pocket. She wrote it down on a business card and I know that I put it in my pocket. I am not sure what happened to it after that, but I have cleaned out my apartment and my car looking for it. I have an idea that it might have fallen out of my pocket when I was getting out of my car. I remember that I had some stuff in the trunk of the car and I am thinking that it might have fallen out of my pocket then.