I read them at home. I read them at work. I tell people about them after I read them. And now, I'm blogging about them.
The obsession started about five months ago and only intensified when someone posted one for me. I didn't respond to it and never dreamed I'd ever be posting a missed connection myself. BUT, that's all changing now.
That's right. I posted a missed connection.
It was a Monday morning like any other. But then, my train stopped at Van Ness and all of the sudden, there he was: THE RAY BAN MYSTERY MAN. I felt my heartbeat increase ten fold. Then, he caught me checking him out and he smiled at me and my legs just BUCKLED. No man has EVER made me weak in the knees but every time the Ray Ban mystery man smiled at me, I thought I was going to collapse right there on the metro.
A few stops later he got off and I when I regained my composure I was kicking myself for not talking to him. I couldn't get him out of my head all day so I decided I couldn't leave things to fate. So I posted a missed connection. I got two responses, neither of which was my Ray Ban mystery man. But I'm convinced that this very moment is what my craigslist obsesssion has been leading up to.
I hereby pledge to find the Ray Ban mystery man if it's the last thing I do.