You were the manager of the bar on Broadway and Trutch called the Shack. I used to come in all the time last summer to flirt with you (we just lived around the corner at the time). I had finally decided one day that I was gonna ask you out, so I showed up with my roommate at was gutted to see that the doors were closed.. For good. I still wonder what would have happened if I hadn't missed my window. If you're reading this, look me up =]