In regards to comedic value, the missed connections section of Craigslist is arguably the best section Craigslist has to offer. If anyone out there has used the missed connections section as a legitimate tool to find somebody they were in line with at Starbucks I want you to do me a favor. I want you to stand up, shut your monitor off, walk away and never log on to TheDailyContributor.com again. See you later! I don’t want you to come back here.
What gets me most from the missed connections section of Craigslist list if why do these people not approach whomever while they are standing right there? I understand it can be intimidating talking to a stranger (even if it’s your car accident lawyer), but you have a much better chance having something happen with them by putting yourself out there initially instead of a bazillion to one shot and posting something on Craigslist!
Today’s missed connections come from Las Vegas, the city of sin!
Natalia from the bank, just want to let you know I like you - m4w
Natilia, hope that’s how you spell your name, this is the guy who’s name you thought was Daryl, I want to let you know I really think you’re cool, and awesome. I like you, and would love to spend some time with you. Maybe we can hang out, go ATVing together, take a ride on the motorcycle, or hike, whatever, I really would love to spend some time with you. Hope to hear back thanks
Editor’s note: Dude, she can’t even get your name right! She does not want to go ATVing with you, she wants to cash your check and send you on your merry way!
Larry Ponteri - 55 (SW Las Vegas)
I’m trying to locate Larry (Lawrence) Ponteri. Anyone knowing how to get ahold of him, please let me know.
This is not trouble; it is not a legal matter; it is not the IRS. It’s nothing official. I just want to talk to you about Dianne, and all the trouble she caused you. You know what I’m talking about…
Please contact me. I just want to ask you a few questions about what happened back then
Editor’s note: Larry Ponteri, after you contact this guy, contact us and let us know what happened!
years past - m4w (Las Vegas/Henderson)
I died that night on Fremont street. all that stuck in my head was the way you were laughing as you walked with your friends. I reminder the knot in my stomach that crawled into my throat as you approached. I tried to say your name, while at the same time you look right through me as if I wasn’t there, you just walk on by. I had been waiting for you to let me back into your life since are breakup. But at that moment I knew It was over. I tried to go on, about two years had past, I got married and you called. It must have took a lot to call and invite me to your graduation. I want you to know how hard it was for me not to go. I couldn’t belive it when you said you never saw me that night. I felt like a fool for not calling your name. R.G. were the initials I knew you by, I have never found again what we had. I miss you. I will always love you. I think about you every day, and pray for your happiness. J.H. are my initials. you lived in Henderson 33 years ago and me in No. Las Vegas. I went to S.N.V.T.C. your mom at one time work for the unemployment office. and stubs was your brothers nick name. I just needed to say I’m sorry for hurting you by telling you what people told me. but you know I never believed it. also for missing your graduation.
Editor’s note: Here’s what he’s really trying to say: Failed writer falls for a young co-ed working the strip in Vegas to pay for college. They break up because his friends tell him to ask her to stop stripping, even though he’s secretly ok with it. She gets offended and dumps him, because she’s in the middle of her first Women’s Studies class and has convinced herself that stripping is a feminist act. He gets married and spends his marriage pining over her until his wife leaves him for poker player. She’s about to graduate and realizes her stripping career is almost over, so she invites him to her graduation in hopes of securing a sugar daddy. He says no because he’s bitter about getting dumped and then spends the rest of his days hanging around the unemployment office looking for her, her mom, or Stubs and posting on Craigslist Missed Connections. If you read between the lines, this story actually sounds like a great movie script with potential for Lindsay Lohan to reclaim her acting career.
Jr - w4m (Condo’s at Silveradoranch and Eastern )
Still looking for Jr with lots of tats one that said Francis on ur collarbone and a outline of the playboy bunny head on ur torso and a tongue piercing.About 25 or 26 rode a bike and skateboard alot. Lived with a chick named Helene.I NEED TO TALK WITH YOU BIG TIME!!! If you are him or you know him please reply! He also use to work at Smiths in the meat dept.
Editor’s note: Uh oh… sounds like Jr is going to have a Jr. And worse yet, that is the only description Jr’s Jr will have of his father, the Playboy bunny tattoo-ed, tongue-pierced skateboarder.
Friday, atop of the stratosphere - m4w - 34 (Stratosphere)
We were watching the spinning ride and then exchanged a few words about how we’re not going to ride it. You were a gorgeous blonde with a beautiful smile. We kept catching each other’s eye, but you were with an older, well dressed gentlemen….so I didn’t push the issue. After dwelling on it a few minutes, I realized the guy you were with may have been your limo driver… but it was too late…you were already gone…. Now I’ve left Las Vegas and somehow still thinking about our brief encounter….
Editor’s note: Her limo driver? Really? Denial at its finest.
Fernando, Eric’s boyfriend (gv)
You worked at jack in the box as a team leader for a few years. Last time I saw you was at mcdonalds on sahara by the palace station. You lived with your filipino boyfriend, Eric and his family. Your mom lived in arizona I think. I’ve missed talking to you. I know it’s been awhile, I tried looking for you at mcdonalds several times. My name is the same as your boyfriends and we worked together at the jack in the box on blue diamond the day that non of the hispanic people worked. I was an assistant at the time and drove a mustang convertible. E-mail me.
:-)
Editor’s note: Wow. What a catch. He works at Jack in the Box, hangs out at Mickey D’s and lives with his boyfriend’s parents.
Italian male form San Diego (Studio 54 (on 2/4))
Looking for Italian male possibly named Paul. Bought me a drink. Was pretty drunk and ended up dancing all over my friend
Editor’s note: Sounds like you missed the connection while you were still at the bar?
Drugs mess with your brain - 26 (89014)
I know that shit aint for ME. First of all player. I haven’t called yo honky ass in weeks. Second I have a man. Third I can tell you are intoxicated probably with pot. AND WHY DO A WHITE BOY SMOKE POT UNLESS HE A WIGGER. You wish I called you boo. Well I got da 411 on you boo and I wouldn’t sleep wit dat whole mess o’ stds if my black ass depended on it. So honky with the HPV have a nice day and don’t be messin’ wit da brothers no mo or we may mess wit you boo. coo?
Editor’s note: People like this exist in the world.
March 5th, 2010 at 12:37 pm
Nice post, I like it!