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Missed Connections

If you want to have a good laugh, check out Craigslist under Missed Connections. Sample ad:

“saw you at the laundromat early Saturday morning, and coincidentally we were parked next to each other and left at the same time.”

I wonder what was going through her mind. Oh boy, we use the same detergent. I like the way he folds his underwear. We have a lot in common because we each did two loads. He does his whites and colors separately like I always do. I didn’t see any female panties in his wash. His car only had one dent in it. He had on a clean t-shirt. He wasn’t reading comic books. He wasn’t with anyone else. He must have been attracted to me or he wouldn’t have left the Laundromat at the same time. He’s taller than me and has no pimples.

He didn’t rape me in the early morning hours. He didn’t steal my money. He’s not a stalker or he would have followed me home. (but, I wish he did!).

He had hair on his head and looked fairly clean. He wasn’t picking his teeth.

He had a bag full of quarters which shows he is thrifty. He looked at me once so must have found me enticing. He treated me like a lady by not making a pass at me. He probably didn’t ask for my phone number because he most likely gave his only pen to a homeless person. His car started the first time and when he opened the door, no beer cans fell out. There is so much you can tell about a guy when you see him at the Laundromat.

Oh yes, I imagine there are so many good reasons that she wants to connect with this man folding his “tighty whiteys” only twenty feet from her. What a great place to meet the man of her dreams! Isn’t this a wonderful service Craigslist provides for the lonely hearts girl pining for the Laundromat guy? If only she hadn’t missed the connection.

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