missed connections
By bippityboppityboo on Sunday, October 24th, 2010
who doesn’t love these?
Handsome blonde with glasses on the downtown 1,2,3 train around noon
we both got off at 79th street at around 12:30… you had on a brown leather jacket, suede boots, and glasses… i was wearing a grey sweatshirt and cap… we were making eyes at each other i think. anyway, i’d like to say hello and a grab a drink. let me know.
N train, curvy, late night saturday - m4w - 28
You got off at 30th or Broadway. You were wearing black, semi-opaque leggings, you were playing with your long hair. pretty sure you were looking at me. I was on the west side of the train car.
You - playing with your hair, curvy, gorgeous, tempting.
Me - Zach Galifianakis look-alike, had a couple of beers, admiring you from across the train.
Pretty sure we made eye contact at least a dozen times. I was hoping you would get off the N around Astoria Blvd., but alas, you had earlier plans.
“Are you from the Matrix?
That was your line to me after I was staring (gawking even) at you as you walked acorss the street from Starbucks early Friday morning. It was early and I wasn’t sure someone as HOT as you was even talking to me. Would love to be a little more awake to try a comeback, besides a smile and a stare. Tell me what I/you were wearing so I know it’s you.
“You’re pretty.”
So, i was strolling with a friend down N. 6th street today post CMJ event at public assembly in Williamsburg. You, a blonde man with a British accent, passed me by. We both turned to watch the other, and exchanged ‘ellos. You then told me i was pretty. i don’t know if you heard me, but as you walked away i said, “you too.”
You should have introduced yourself. Now’s your chance.
