Missed connections


Madeline Diamond & Courtney Wren, Senior Editor & Satire Editor

  • “You were reading Kant in a booth at 7th Street Café … I was drinking coffee and watching ‘Pulp Fiction’ on my laptop. We were wearing identical flannels and you said, ‘hey, nice shirt’ and walked away. If you felt the connection too, meet me at 7th Street at 9 p.m. on Saturday.”
  • “Your arm brushed mine as we reached for the same apple in Bostwick Marketplace. You let me take it. We talked for a minute about the quality of produce in Bostwick versus the Bison and I can’t get that conversation out of my head. Meet me by the bananas in the Bison on Tuesday at 2:27 p.m. if you want to continue our discussion.”
  • “You were wearing a Hawaiian shirt at TKE, and we made eye contact at the keg. I was the one in the panda onesie on the dance floor. If you remember, meet me on Lower Level Two of Bertrand Library at 3 p.m. on Friday.”
  • “You were the only boy to walk into the Bison at noon on Wednesday. I admire your courage—I was sitting at a table in the center wearing leggings and a workout tank top. If you remember me, meet me in the Bison on Friday at noon.”
  • “You sang a beautiful rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody at LIT night last Thursday. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it ever since. If you’re reading this and want to connect, meet me by the doors of Bull Run on Friday at 11:45 p.m.”
  • “You were sitting at my favorite table on Lower Level One of Bertrand Library. I left without saying anything, but I thought you were the most attractive person I’d ever seen. If you thought the same about me, meet me at that specific table on Monday at 11 a.m.”
  • “You gave me your sweatshirt while waiting in line at the Flyson and it was love at first sight for me. I lost you in the crowd moments after and desperately want to find you again. If you felt it too, meet me behind the Flyson on Wednesday at 1:13 a.m.”
  • “You were taking an aerial photo of your smoothie bowl in the Bison, and I admired your photography skills. I tried but failed to find you on Instagram. Meet me by the smoothie bar on Friday at 10 a.m. if you’d like to meet. I’ll be the one with the banana/apple/kale.”
  • “You held the door of Academic West for me at 12:58 p.m. on Wednesday. I want to see you again. If you want to see me again too, meet me at those picnic tables at 10 a.m. on Saturday.”
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