Apparently, missed connections are all the rage…
Monday at Noche, Asian girl with 3 guys - m4w
Reply to: anon-73841405@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-05-17, 12:29PM
I was at Noche on Monday night after my friend’s graduation dinner. I don’t know why we insisted on drinking more, since we’d just spent the last 5 hours drinking. I guess it was becuase it was Monday night and it isn’t football season.
You walked in with three guys, none of which you seemed attached to. I was sitting there with 3 girls, that I can firmly say that I am not attached to. Every few drinks I urged, “Oh, c’mon, let’s do the 3v1 swap!” (3 guys, 1 girl - 1 guy, 3 girls) but my friends weren’t biting.
It’s funny how when they ask nicely, I have to pretend to be one of their boyfriends in order to ward off sketchy guys, but when I ask for a simple two phase, three way diversion, it’s like asking them to part the Red-motherfucking-Sea. Now I know why the A-Team was all dudes.
The only other alternative was for me to approach on my own, which like trying to board the boat on the Usual Suspects, would be ritual suicide.
Oh well, I doubt you’ll see this. Maybe we’ll cross paths another time in a more favorable situation. Either that or I’ll get a new team.
A response that (hopefully) proves that imitation is the most sincere form of flattery.
Wednesday not at Noche, three girls (1 Asian) no guys
We were sitting at home on a Wednesday afternoon, in a post graduation
stupor. We don’t know why we insisted on perousing Craig’s List since we
spent the last 4 years glued to computer screens. We guess it was because
it was a Wednesday afternoon, and we’re currently unemployed.
You wrote an email about yourself and three girls, whom you claim not to
be attached to. We are sitting here, three girls, and we can firmly say we
are not attached to one another.
It’s funny how when we ask nicely, we have to pretend to be each other’s
girlfriends in order to ward off sketchy guys, but when we try to write a
simple three way email, it’s like trying to part the
Red-motherfucking-Sea. Now we know why none of the Angels ever dated
Charlie.
Our only alternative was to pen this email, sadly with our names attached,
which is like ritual suicide.
Oh well, we’ll never meet you. Or maybe we cross paths all the time in
this the most/least favorable of situations. If someday you’re in the
market for a new team, perhaps we will apply.
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