Well, she’s cute, she obviously lives nearby, and we share at least the entire length of my commute. However, frantically waving and screaming, “Hey! I have a mannequin too!” while driving 40 MPH down Allisonville road apparently isn’t an effective pickup technique. (Or maybe it was my delivery, I kinda suck at talking to girls.) Basically, she must have been running late, because she floored it and lost me in traffic.
Can anybody run her plates and get me a name? Maybe my mannequin and I can surprise her by standing on her front porch and texting her to come out and meet us.
