Although dining rooms and bars are filled with many happy couples, they are also inhabited by lovesick diners looking to catch the eye of that special someone. Sometimes, these people take to Craigslist to try and find that guy or girl who they saw from across the dining room, but weren’t able to muster the courage to say something to. Here now are some restaurant and bar missed connections (posted as written) — perhaps love is on the menu for these lonely people sometime soon.
Sputnik (w4m): You were just minding your own business. I was giddy from too much coffee and you looked so Keroac-ian sitting at the bar with a book, I just had to know what you were reading. I was thinking about what you said about cell phones. We are armed to the teeth with tools, like cell phones and Craig's List, that allow us to broadcast our every thought. But whether or not anyone is really listening remains to be seen. And for the most part we get no response. It's kind of tragic but beautiful, too. Tolstoy considered this constant struggle with communication to be at the heart of the human condition. Or at least that's what I got from reading The Death Of Ivan Ilyich. I don't know if you've read it, and I hate to spoil the end, but Ivan Ilyich spends the last three days of his life screaming so that someone, anyone will hear him. Yes, I realized that that's some deep shit to extrapolate from a five minute conversation between strangers in a bar. But it's also the thing that made our conversation, however brief, seem sort of significant. It was a connection. An actual connection void of accoutrements and pretenses. No screaming or desperation, like poor Ivan Ilyich. Just two strangers in a bar being genuine. I forgot to ask. Why are you learning Sign Language?"
The Tilted Kilt (m4w): "We were at the Tilted Kilt last night. I looked over and damn! You are pretty! Our eyes met and held each other for a while, we kept stealing glances at each other, and when I got up then returned to my table we winked at each other. You were with that guy, but cmon, you can do better than that. Let's have a drink. When you email me tell me what you were wearing. I think your phone cover matched your shirt."
Lodo's (m4w): "We met at Kegs and Eggs when I tried to cheer you up after finding you crying in the corner. I hope I helped because you are way too beautiful to be crying. I didn't get your name or number and I regret it. Message me back if you feel like talking again."
XBar (m4m): "Anybody know the hot security guy on the patio at XBar Thursday night? Diamond studs, tattoo's & military boots. He is f*cking hot! :) Gay? Straight? Single?"
Sancho's Broken Arrow (w4m): "I was the 6'1 intoxicated chick with glasses. You were the tall, hypnotizing fellow. We didn't talk much. We made out. We made out for quite some time. Let's repeat that moment."
Cuba Cuba (m4w): I met you at Cuba Cuba... It was a connection I'll never forget.. You are tall, strawberry blond hair, beautiful and confident...I saved your number incorrectly.. I looked for you at Fados but just couldn't find you.. I want to find you!!! Email me , you know who you are... Darrel."
Chophouse & Brewery (m4w): "I've never done this before but I met you at Chophouse on St Pattys and asked if you to grab a drink after your shift. Then I got kickedout... "