So I worked at a bar next to the mall a while back, and I needed to run in and get something before work. And I was in a rush, and as I was pulling out, I accidentally dinged this guy's car. And there was actually more damage to mine than to his, but I wanted to do the right thing. So I put my name and number and left it on his windshield. And as I was getting into my car, he came walking out, and I guess he worked in the mall, and I apologized profusely. And I said, look, I'm late for work. Can you, you know, you have my name and number. He started calling me, asking me on dates. I don't know how he found out where I worked. I guess he knew it was close by. He started coming in and leaving jewelry. At the bar, I was bartending, texting me. I didn't want to be rude at first, but he said it was fate that I dinged his car. Jesus.