Sex & the Single Woman: So, How Did You Meet?

As someone who writes about relationships, I love hearing stories about how people meet. I thought I would hear one such story today.

I was so close.

My roommate was driving home from her parents’ house and some guys in the car next to her started flagging her down.  As the two cars drove down the highway, they held up a sign. A phone number? Maybe?

Alas, no.

They saw the window decal from her alma mater and simply wanted to pass on some spirited school cheer.

This unfortunately will not turn into a story of how my roommate met the love of her life on the highway. It won’t even turn into a story of how some guy tried to pick her up on the highway. I will have to wait for another random time before I get my great story of “how we met.”