Seventy

I have multiple post-it pads featuring thanks, high-fives, and complaints. I've been carrying the high-five ones around (usually for co-workers) when I came to the realization that guys might want a high-five post-it with my number.  I was eating dinner with a friend and noticed a guy (at least my age, shaggy salt & pepper hair) reading Go Set a Watchman, which I had read a few weeks earlier. It was obvious that he should be the first recipient of a high-five note with my number, so as he gathered his things to leave I handed him the paper and said I had a high-five for him. He was confused (Note to self: polish the presentation of the note next time), said thanks, and put it with his book.  I have yet to hear from him (not a huge surprise based on my poorly planned delivery - by poorly planned, I clearly mean no plan). Perhaps he got food-poisoning that night and doesn't like Pluto's; maybe he finished the book and realized he doesn't like Harper Lee at all. I'll probably never know. However, we ALL know that he won't be the last to receive a note like this.