Craigslist's missed connections
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Ever tried one of those craigslist missed connections? I practically live on CL and for maybe a month or so, I’ve been going to CL MC just for fun. The Writer mentioned to me that there are people who write them sorely for the entertainment and others do it to really reconnect with someone. And Everytime, I am flabbergasted at some of the missed connections.
And so I tried my first.
Me: I was the young, nubile girl sitting across from you in the brown dress and curly hair pulled back in a loose pony tail with a couple of curls dangling on her face, listening to her iPod, trying desperately to avoid eye contact with you by staring at the subway ads…
You: You were the over weight, could be 50, could be 70 year old man sitting across from me. I thought you might have been cross-eyed at first, but it turns out you only had one wonky eye. I appreciate your wonky eye checking me out though. It's always nice to have creepy old men staring at your chest when you are clearly uncomfortable. I also am not sure if you were just itchy "down there", or you were trying to seduce me with your plastic bag and all your rubbing.
Either way, it was a nice touch. That coy look on your face was irresistible, and I really appreciate you letting me off the train first so you can try and look up my skirt as I walked up the stairs.
Call me [wink, wink]
And so I tried my first.
Me: I was the young, nubile girl sitting across from you in the brown dress and curly hair pulled back in a loose pony tail with a couple of curls dangling on her face, listening to her iPod, trying desperately to avoid eye contact with you by staring at the subway ads…
You: You were the over weight, could be 50, could be 70 year old man sitting across from me. I thought you might have been cross-eyed at first, but it turns out you only had one wonky eye. I appreciate your wonky eye checking me out though. It's always nice to have creepy old men staring at your chest when you are clearly uncomfortable. I also am not sure if you were just itchy "down there", or you were trying to seduce me with your plastic bag and all your rubbing.
Either way, it was a nice touch. That coy look on your face was irresistible, and I really appreciate you letting me off the train first so you can try and look up my skirt as I walked up the stairs.
Call me [wink, wink]
OMG that was YOU?!?
boy is my face red!
hahahaha...well you made me blush yesterday morning.