Here it is:
I vaguely remembered smiling at a short guy when I left the restaurant; this must be him! I couldn't believe that our fleeting encounter had made an impression. I was surprised and flattered, but mostly I was pleased that he spelled the word "you're" correctly. Sure, he said that I wasn't as hot as the peppers at Han Dynasty which doesn't sound like a compliment, but whatever! He used the word "hot" to describe me so I chose to focus on that.
The fact that he felt the need to tell the Internet about seeing me put a pep in my step. I wrote him back, kicked up my heels and waited for my knight in shining armor to arrive via my inbox.
|Missed Connections, FUCK YEAH!|
I was distraught. I made all of my face muscles make a frown then I distracted myself with episodes of Who Do You Think You Are? After watching celebrities trace their ancestral roots, I forgot about my missed MC and resumed my life. But when a friend asked me a few days later what had happened with my potential MC Romeo, the feelings of rejection came flooding back. I almost cried. I definitely scrunched up my face in aggravation.
Maybe in the one day it took for me to respond to him, he found the love of his life at another Chinese restaurant and moved on. Maybe he took one of those peppers out on a date and thought that she was indeed hotter than me. I suppose I'll never know.
Question: have any of you found love through a Missed Connection? Is it even possible? Has anything ever good come from it? Kindly tell me in the comments.