I am not familiar with Miranda July's work except for her hilarious website promoting her new book. Certainly this story is clever, especially in its opening, where the speaker is coy about who the celebrity is she sat next to on a flight. Roy, not his "real" name, gives her a phone number written across some pink curtains in a Skymall catalogue, except it's incomplete in case it should fall into the wrong hands. She has to memorize the last number, which is "four" and as a result the number/word becomes both a lucky number and a mantra in her life. Years later she comes across the slip of paper with the pink curtains and feels the loss of a missed opportunity. An enjoyable read, but ultimately not satisfying either in its structure of the speaker's realization.
June 11 and 18, 2007: "Roy Spivey" by Miranda July.