The story of the annoying love note.

Once upon a time, Nicky and i were minding our business walking the streets like we sometimes do. We left the car at a convenient parking space (the curb outside some building) and walked on.

There was a car driving into the apartment building, with what i thought was an older looking not creepy man watching with interest. I got annoyed. I figured he'd complain to me about where i was parking.

I decided i'd put on my hugest grin and tell him i'd be back for it real soon. (There were no banned parking signs around! Some people are just very neighborhood conscious.) But he drove into his building and i didn't look back. Until i got to the end of the street, he was out of his car on the curb still watching.
Oh, i thought. A creepy man, that's alright then. He'll go away, and the car is safe.

When Nicky and I got back about half an hour later, i didn't notice anything suspicious. I forgot about the driveway character and his odd ways. I was beset by friendly talkative residents anyway, and it got pushed out of my mind. Then i saw it.

I was in the car. There were WORDS on my windscreen. I read them, realized what it meant and my first thought was "How did he get INTO the car?!" Anyway, it was on the outside underneath one of the windscreen wipers. (Don't worry, I washed the car later.)

It was a love note with a phone number on it for me to call. It was so charming and rustic and slightly freaked me out that i laughed so much, and handed it to Nicki, while using the other hand to change gears and drive off.

"What IS this?! She said. "Show it to everyone!"
She didn't say that exactly, but thats what ended up happening. Someone was horrified, John thought it was psycho, and Dad has the car ready at any minute in case i hear from the hapless driveway poet again.