I found a TV stand on Craigslist.
I found a couch on Craigslist for $200 (leather, at that).
I found a roomate on Craigslist.
Boyfriends, however, are proving to be a tougher score.
I answered a random missed connection, suggesting perhaps I was the one in the eskimo boots outside Trader Joe’s. “Would you like to meet sometime?” I typed to Pers-552316743.
“Awesome,” he replied a day later. “Wow! An answer! This is fantastic.”
Oh shit. Immediatly shamed by my deceit, the next day I wrote, “on second thought, couldn’t be me. I don’t even own eskimo boots. But, shall we meet anyway?”
”Sorry” was all he wrote.
So now I’ve a) pissed off a complete stranger, b) look like a mad woman to this complete stranger, and c) suffered rejected by a complete stranger. Though I was hoping answering a missed connection could result in true love (or, at the very least, a good story) I’m finding out it’s not that easy to convince somone they’ve missed you, if they actually don’t.
Damn. Who knew.
Posted by Erin E
