I have a routine.
Of course I do....
Because, I have a bit of OCD and I like to do things over and over again.
So, many years ago I was looking for a dresser or something which very innocently put me onto Craig's List.
I'm sure you are familiar.
It started harmlessly...perusing the free crap...looking at pictures....moving from section to section....
Late at night, I would sit in bed, with a jelly jar of wine balanced on my chest and laptop on a pillow...I would meticulously click through every section of craigslist.
EVERY SINGLE SECTION
I soon discovered my 2 favorite sections.
Ride share and missed connections.
Every other day I would look at the ride share for my area....
did I need a ride somewhere , you ask???
Oh hell no....but a lot of others did.
Rides to parole, rides to ski, rides to California, Rides in exchange for weed....
rides to transport kids or dogs....
or even just rides to work.
I honestly think this is where Uber started: Craigslist Ride Share.
Recently I saw : "need ride from Denver to Las Vegas ...
( do not contact me for anything besides ride)
( do not contact me for anything besides ride)
really?
well...if you are going to Las Vegas....and want a free ride, should I not ask if I get a little back seat action on the way?
sheesh, what is the world coming to?
sheesh, what is the world coming to?
It all seems way too easy....
Hell, every time I drive anyone to even the airport for free I feel like I should be compensated
...one way or another.
...one way or another.
well, eventually I got to the missed connections.
yup...
as I looked through each one I thought...
"I LOVE THIS"
Some were sad, some are funny, some are just straight up porn, with pictures!...
but everyday I would look through them in hopes one day there would be one for me.
a missed connection for someone who needed to get in touch with me....yet didn't know how.
a missed connection for someone who needed to get in touch with me....yet didn't know how.
Years and years I have looked at these.
Friends who know me would laugh...
I started becoming the missed connection connector.
I started becoming the missed connection connector.
If I knew the place in which people were writing about, I would forward them.
Ex:
"to the adorable waitress at the walnut cafe ....I loved your shorts but was afraid to tell you....if you see this, I'd like to tell you in person."
Because I know the owner of the Walnut Cafe and I used to work there....I forward them right to her, so she can disperse them in the morning meeting
I find it all quite endearing
And hysterical
although I have not received any feedback that one of the waitresses found their match made on Craig's
And hysterical
although I have not received any feedback that one of the waitresses found their match made on Craig's
Sometimes at work I would write a missed connection to a funny coworker in hopes they would find it...
we would laugh and laugh as she would print it off and lay it on my desk and laugh at the foul, semi explicit missed connection I would write , just to see if she would catch it.
it became a naughty work game
"Hey....I think some trucker is looking for you....he saw you at the stop light on Pearl St....he wants you to check out his 'cabin' in his 18 wheeler'
oh yeah.....
vice.com
it became a naughty work game
"Hey....I think some trucker is looking for you....he saw you at the stop light on Pearl St....he wants you to check out his 'cabin' in his 18 wheeler'
oh yeah.....
I still read them almost every day...
hoping to see a mystery missed connection for me...
"I saw you at the dog park....how I loved the color of your dog's leash"
"looking for my sweet Melissa ...."
"We got stuck in the same isle at Soopers behind the old lady....I smiled at you and you smiled at me....lets go out"
"your chicken sticks look good enough to eat"
"your chicken sticks look good enough to eat"
I have it all planned out....
I'll keep watching and waiting for my Craig's List stalker to find me.
hurry up....
life is short
xo,
write ya later
m
hurry up....
life is short
xo,
write ya later
m
