Met in my building’s elevator

Denver CO

Description

Was heading back up to my apartment when you held the elevator door open for me. I told you I liked your “Call me Daddy” shirt. You told me you liked my hair. We laughed and made awkward eye contact. I was carrying a package up from the mailroom. Stupid thing was, I left the elevator before I could remember to ask for your name or number. I know long shot. But hey, gotta try.