Category: Real Life Missed Connections
Swing and a Miss [A Reader Submission and a Call to Action]
Last week, we got an email from Amie L. asking for our help. She told us that she met a very cute guy while she was on BART last weekend and is afraid she missed her connection. Not knowing where else to turn, she thought of us! We are thrilled to hear this because a) it means that more than just our moms read the blog, and b) we get a chance to do something nice for a change (don’t worry, we won’t make a habit of it).
We know what you’re thinking: Isn’t BART in San Francisco? First of all, aren’t you so smart? But before you get your “I Heart Sacramento” panties in a twist, Amie L. does, in fact, have a connection to Sacramento. You see, she just moved to Oakland from Sacramento a few months ago, and we know she misses Sacramento terribly (we may have taken some liberties with the “terribly” part). We hope that by helping her make this connection, it will help her remember Sacramento with the fondness it deserves (we also took liberties with the “deserves” part).
Here is Amie L.’s missed connection:
BART Baseball Boy (9/28/12) w4m (East Bay)
You were with your friends on BART, headed to the A’s game. You let me get on in front of you, since I had a bag. When you later realized I was getting off on the same stop, you suggested I join you at the game. Offered me a ticket and a beer. I said no because I had to catch a flight. You asked again, and I laughed and said I would, but I really had to get to the airport. 0 for 1 on that date, but I wouldn’t let that pitch go by again!
-Swing and a Miss
WE NEED YOUR HELP!
Here’s how you can help our friend Amie L. This post is exclusive to Sacramento is For Lovers, so please do Amie L. a solid by sharing this link for all of your Nor Cal friends to see. For obvious reasons, she’d like to keep her missed connection as far away from Craigslist as possible. We understand completely. Let’s see what we can do!
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Do you have a strange/funny/cute/amusing real life missed connection you want to share, like Amie L. and Alison K? Submit it to sacramentoisforloversblog@gmail.com and if it’s strange/funny/cute/amusing enough, it might be featured. Don’t hold your breath.
How (Not) to Find Your Long Lost Daughter [A Reader Submission]
This non-virtual missed connection was brought to us by Alison who stumbled upon this on an early morning run.
Situated next to a “lost dog” sign, she thought Bella might be of the canine persuasion. Upon further inspection, she found that was not the case at all.
Not wanting to waste paper, he also included a note to Kelly. Weather [sic] they respond or not, we think he may have had better luck finding them on Craigslist.
Do you have a strange/funny/cute/amusing real life missed connection you want to share? Submit it to sacramentoisforloversblog@gmail.com and if it’s strange/funny/cute/amusing enough, it might be featured. Don’t hold your breath.
Fancy going for a bear [sic]?
Having both studied and lived in London, I’ve endured my fair share of transatlantic flights. And while I have many memorable stories from them, perhaps the most memorable involves a note I found in my passport case after a long flight from California to London.
A few things:
1.) Fancy a what?
I assume Kevin intended to ask me if I fancied going for a beer sometime. Normally I might extend some grace, but this note was handwritten– leaving little to no room for typos.
2.) You a magician, Kevin?
How he managed to get the note into my passport case still remains a mystery. I wore this super attractive practical passport case around my neck for the duration of the flight and only took it off when I passed through security. This is disturbing because either a) he put the note in the case while I was still wearing it, or b) he managed to place it in the case at security check. Neither of these options bode well for airport security.
Still, I feel bad for Kevin. Maybe it was nerves. Maybe he truly didn’t know how to spell the word “beer.” Maybe he was offering to take me out for a large, furry mammal. I will never know.
But even if Kevin had handed me the note, and even if he turned out to be cute, or charming, or (god forbid) British, I still wouldn’t have called the number he gave me. If a man can’t spell basic, monosyllabic words, he and and I simply cannot date. Damn those high standards of mine!
So Kevin, if you’re out there, I’m sorry. Sorry that we could never go for that beer (or bear, for that matter) because of a small (but significant) mistake. I’m sure there is a girl out there who won’t care so much about proper English usage. In fact, a few of them are featured on this blog.
Do you have a strange/funny/cute/amusing real life missed connection you want to share? Submit it to sacramentoisforloversblog@gmail.com and if it’s strange/funny/cute/amusing enough, it might be featured. Don’t hold your breath.
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