>>> “Dang, I’d have been impressed by the effort, and if he was even remotely attractive, I’d have gone out with him. But I’m kind of a sucker for bald guys in uniforms. Especially if they smell good. ;^)”
“Effort”? What effort? His pulling you over as you were going about your business & extracting your address and other personal info under color of law? and then swinging by the place where youj sleep to drop a note on your car?
D’ya think maybe he sat there in the parking lot for a while and stared at the windows in hopes of catching a glance of his target? Frankly, this guy’s actions are creepy, and the smarmy, cheesy-humble tone of his note reads as a conscious attempt to hide an iron fist in a silk glove, IMO.
He’s a 27-y.o. Chicago cop. Merely boyish & naive by this point in his life? Yikes.
OTOH if you really want to meet bald uniformed guys, buy a house outside of a curve on a blind hill. Mount your mailbox where it’s most likely to be hit by inattentive drivers. Trust me, you’ll meet troopers as long as the ditch past the mailbox is deep enough to trap the car that hit it. Apparently I have the perfect trooper-meetin’ culvert, only I don’t appreciate it. LOL
You think he might have gazed up at her window? Oh how awful! You know... nowadays, Romeo would be considered a creepy stalker. We’re living in touchy, touchy times.