Confession: I'm obsessed with craigslist's missed connections.
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.
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.
Hahahahaha. I have seen the missed connections section on Cragislist and get such a kick out of it.
ReplyDeleteI am dying to know waht your missed connection notice said word-for-word!!!
Bahahahaha! I read it! Classic! "You and your boyish charm".... love it!
ReplyDeleteGood Luck. =)
ReplyDeleteim glad you said that; it makes me even more sure that thats what i want to do.
ReplyDeleteI have never read it but i think i might start.
ReplyDeletei stumbled across this blog while searching "trouble dreaming." instead of continuing on with my search, i read into this blog and automatically fell in love especially with this post. awesome. if you like wes anderson films and awkward moments define your life, i dont think we have a missed connection.
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