It must be a tough summer, because here in the Missed Connections, people are getting downright poetic about their lost loves. But not all the verses are sad — you’ll find REI-inspired poetry is every bit as hilarious as it sounds. It’s also fun to imagine that Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston are sending star-crossed messages about their lost love through the MCs right here in Virginia. Though, in truth, it doesn’t seem likely.
It also doesn’t seem like mentioning someone’s mom when you’re trying to pick them up is a wise move, but sometimes the brilliance of Missed Connections is in their awkwardness. Whether you’re a Shakespearean scholar or a dedicated home-improvement whiz, it seems that this week, some maladroit cupid might be trying to find you.
Get awkward, Virginia.
You liked my jeans.
I liked your shoes.
But I liked more than your shoes.
You were directly behind me in line waiting through what seemed to be the entire game while we slowly meandered toward the cashier. After a while we started to have a small conversation about rescue dogs (you apologized for eve’s dropping, but no apology was needed) but went our different ways after ordering. You were gorgeous and would love to take you out. Message me with who I was with and what I was wearing so I know its you.
Looking for the chicks who lift heavy weight.
You were purchasing a pint ‘to go’ of Gelati/Ice Cream, and your Mom called, during the transaction. Although a limited exchange, I just want to say, you seemed like a very nice person, both inside and out;)
at rei an encounter twice
you apologized for talking
you were oh so nice
another thought has yet crossed my mind. I wish we had talked more maybe we could find the time
Your smile sedated me
to a world without pain
let me know the headlamp by the brand name
it was about a year ago today, this evening
i had that Pain, that attack
it prompted me to call, hang up and never call back
your voice on the line; my tears on my side. for months I wept
maybe for nothing else, the solitary, lonely place I have always dwelled
lost in my mind or Lost in the Dream
but often it is a prison where I live and breathe
maybe that birdcage is where I should be kept
since that bird, he sung that dramatic song and then lept
all that fantasy in mind and nothing concrete
i saw nothing in writing, not even the key
if it were invisible on a page, so neither you nor I could see
how long would it last? twenty five years, i doubt really
it’s just a blank page isn’t it? was that love scrubbed out?
but i sit in this cell, not knowing of truth or fiction
did my words end up sounding like cold manipulation?
if that’s the case, then i bow down in disgrace
i never, ever would want to take you to that place
no darkness in my foresight, no infinite void that I saw
instead i envision a happy ending for us all
i would write the story, the final chapter that i want
it’s love that I want, and happiness for all i thought
it warms my heart, and it pierces through everything
because i know the love you gave was more than enough
for so long i couldn’t see, that bird was blind, dumb, and mean
he just wanted to believe in that magic, and a song for us it seems…
Thinking Of A Place, where the pitch black met our dreams
perhaps it is our tree — i hope one day we are perched, singing, to be free.
These three items are all relevant to you.
I didn’t get your name but would like to converse further?
Honestly today was just a chance occurrence and my goodness it was quite the pleasure. Thruthfully speaking I actually thought you were my co-worker when you arrived(hence the smile in your direction during my good deed for the day). After realizing that you weren’t, I really began to soak you in. I’m pretty sure you could tell that I was beyond interetsed whether it be the gaze or the fact that I just couldn’t quite get it together to assist you all at once. What was I helping you with?
Here’s a few more things to help:
1. Your energy, smile and attitude definitely match your occupation(thought you might be a nurse.
2. Redheads are magical.
3. Curvy girls> Other girls
I won’t steal your snacks – or maybe you’ll share? Mike
I had the pleasure to meet a charming lady who made me smile and brightened my day. She confided in me that she always secretly wanted to be a missed connection. Unfortunately we haven’t talked in a while, and I miss our chats. If she comes across this ad, Brad Pitt misses her big time.
You talked to me at the Shakespeare Festival right before a severe thunderstorm came in. You told me about going to the Globe, I told you about the Dock Street. I tried to spot you after that, but failed. And I’m pretty easy to spot, so that’s on you, honestly.
We were both shopping in the paint aisle. Wanna get together and paint?
I used to come to your place for trim // shave, sometimes enjoying a glass of wine while you were working on me
I miss the appointments and your attention to detail
You were right, I stole the pic. But you didn’t let me explain why…
Message me so I get the chance.
You were at the DMV today and were super nice. Wish we had talked more. Tell me which DMV we were at and what you were wearing.
This is the girl you had a conversation with while i was walking into target. Hoping you see this. Contact me
I saw you at Colonial Heights Target, I think it was the first weekend of August. Our paths kept crossing inside the store, each time they did I would notice that we were both checking each other out. You were a very attractive male, maybe between 38-48 years old. I wish I had been brave enough to have said hello. If you think this is you send me a pic of your face. I am a female.
You were at Hopewell Food Lion shopping around 12-1 Today 8/18. You’re cute. Lets get to know each other.
You drove up beside me. I looked over and thought Wow. You notice me looking and then you looked down checking your top. Amazing.! You were driving a blue escape. Had a big saying on the back of your window and your licenses plate started with Gin. Would sure like to drive by you again. It was worth it. Reach out with what I was driving and the color vehicle. You pulled off onto and exit once you got onto 64/95.
First saw you walking in the door and then a few times around the store. We made brief eye contact each time. You were a curvy brunette with ripped black jeans, Thought about approaching you and slipping you my number but didn’t want to assume. This was this last monday, July 7th. I was the blonde boy with the backwards baseball cap. Tell me something else I was wearing so I know it was you. Ha! shot in the dark but why not? 🙂
You were the cashier at about noon today.
You had glasses and blonde hair…and a pretty smile. Thanks for making the world a prettier place.
Lookn for that country girl who likes to play outside…but can dress nicely for inside…
was great hanging out with you and would love to do some more rivering/adventuring 🙂 hope to see you again but of course I was too high to get your numbers. Anyway hit me up if you see this or perhaps we’ll run into each other sometime.
Can I get your number Roxi!?
I saw you tonight, gorgeous! I figured you would come back to see me….
You were working in the freezer section today. You are very nice and attractive with short hair. I would be interested in meeting.