again with the confessions

many years ago i was at this bar and my and a friend were watching these people dance on the dance floor. at one point this girl who was dancing looked at me then took out a piece of paper and wrote something down. she walked over to me and handed it to me and went back to the dance floor. i looked down at it and on it she had written 'hi, what's your name'. i took the piece of paper and put it in my pocket, gave the girl a smile and then walked out. i could never date a mute.