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    The Greatest Craigslist Missed Connection Ever?

    Most of the missed connections you find on Craigslist are filled with creepy dudes looking for random women or weird women looking for men who were too drunk the night before. But this one is making the rounds and is really kind of emotional. This guy missed his chance to talk to a woman on a train and it weighed against his soul. Read his missed connection:

    I saw you on the Manhattan-bound Brooklyn Q train.

    I was wearing a blue-striped t-shirt and a pair of maroon pants. You were wearing a vintage red skirt and a smart white blouse. We both wore glasses. I guess we still do.

    You got on at DeKalb and sat across from me and we made eye contact, briefly. I fell in love with you a little bit, in that stupid way where you completely make up a fictional version of the person you're looking at and fall in love with that person. But still I think there was something there.

    Several times we looked at each other and then looked away. I tried to think of something to say to you -- maybe pretend I didn't know where I was going and ask you for directions or say something nice about your boot-shaped earrings, or just say, "Hot day." It all seemed so stupid.

    At one point, I caught you staring at me and you immediately averted your eyes. You pulled a book out of your bag and started reading it -- a biography of Lyndon Johnson -- but I noticed you never once turned a page.

    My stop was Union Square, but at Union Square I decided to stay on, rationalizing that I could just as easily transfer to the 7 at 42nd Street, but then I didn't get off at 42nd Street either. You must have missed your stop as well, because when we got all the way to the end of the line at Ditmars, we both just sat there in the car, waiting.

    I cocked my head at you inquisitively. You shrugged and held up your book as if that was the reason.

    Still I said nothing.

    We took the train all the way back down -- down through Astoria, across the East River, weaving through midtown, from Times Square to Herald Square to Union Square, under SoHo and Chinatown, up across the bridge back into Brooklyn, past Barclays and Prospect Park, past Flatbush and Midwood and Sheepshead Bay, all the way to Coney Island. And when we got to Coney Island, I knew I had to say something.

    Still I said nothing.

    And so we went back up.

    Up and down the Q line, over and over. We caught the rush hour crowds and then saw them thin out again. We watched the sun set over Manhattan as we crossed the East River. I gave myself deadlines: I'll talk to her before Newkirk; I'll talk to her before Canal. Still I remained silent.

    For months we sat on the train saying nothing to each other. We survived on bags of skittles sold to us by kids raising money for their basketball teams. We must have heard a million mariachi bands, had our faces nearly kicked in by a hundred thousand break dancers. I gave money to the beggars until I ran out of singles. When the train went above ground I'd get text messages and voicemails ("Where are you? What happened? Are you okay?") until my phone ran out of battery.

    I'll talk to her before daybreak; I'll talk to her before Tuesday. The longer I waited, the harder it got. What could I possibly say to you now, now that we've passed this same station for the hundredth time? Maybe if I could go back to the first time the Q switched over to the local R line for the weekend, I could have said, "Well, this is inconvenient," but I couldn't very well say it now, could I? I would kick myself for days after every time you sneezed -- why hadn't I said "Bless You"? That tiny gesture could have been enough to pivot us into a conversation, but here in stupid silence still we sat.

    There were nights when we were the only two souls in the car, perhaps even on the whole train, and even then I felt self-conscious about bothering you. She's reading her book, I thought, she doesn't want to talk to me. Still, there were moments when I felt a connection. Someone would shout something crazy about Jesus and we'd immediately look at each other to register our reactions. A couple of teenagers would exit, holding hands, and we'd both think: Young Love.

    For sixty years, we sat in that car, just barely pretending not to notice each other. I got to know you so well, if only peripherally. I memorized the folds of your body, the contours of your face, the patterns of your breath. I saw you cry once after you'd glanced at a neighbor's newspaper. I wondered if you were crying about something specific, or just the general passage of time, so unnoticeable until suddenly noticeable. I wanted to comfort you, wrap my arms around you, assure you I knew everything would be fine, but it felt too familiar; I stayed glued to my seat.

    One day, in the middle of the afternoon, you stood up as the train pulled into Queensboro Plaza. It was difficult for you, this simple task of standing up, you hadn't done it in sixty years. Holding onto the rails, you managed to get yourself to the door. You hesitated briefly there, perhaps waiting for me to say something, giving me one last chance to stop you, but rather than spit out a lifetime of suppressed almost-conversations I said nothing, and I watched you slip out between the closing sliding doors.

    It took me a few more stops before I realized you were really gone. I kept waiting for you to reenter the subway car, sit down next to me, rest your head on my shoulder. Nothing would be said. Nothing would need to be said.

    When the train returned to Queensboro Plaza, I craned my neck as we entered the station. Perhaps you were there, on the platform, still waiting. Perhaps I would see you, smiling and bright, your long gray hair waving in the wind from the oncoming train.

    But no, you were gone. And I realized most likely I would never see you again. And I thought about how amazing it is that you can know somebody for sixty years and yet still not really know that person at all.

    I stayed on the train until it got to Union Square, at which point I got off and transferred to the L.

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    Was it you, Hoggage???
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    Quote Originally Posted by austinite
    Was it you, Hoggage???
    Sounds like Euro to me

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    60yrs thats a long train ride

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    Quote Originally Posted by GirlyGymRat View Post

    Sounds like Euro to me
    If so it would be the story attached to the restraining order

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    Nice story. Whether it's legit or fiction is not the point. Take chances. If you see a beautiful woman in public, talk to her. Compliment her attire or shoes or just come out and say hi. Too many people blow opportunities that are right in front of them. I've done this too much when I was younger. I'm convinced that some people are forced into our lives or that we're supposed to meet certain people. I've had so many bizarre instances where I would run into women that I briefly knew in the absolute most random places far away from where we both lived. Things happen for a reason and I'm convinced some people are forced into our lives for a reason.....You miss 100% of the shots you don't take.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Bronzer View Post
    Nice story. Whether it's legit or fiction is not the point. Take chances. If you see a beautiful woman in public, talk to her. Compliment her attire or shoes or just come out and say hi. Too many people blow opportunities that are right in front of them. I've done this too much when I was younger. I'm convinced that some people are forced into our lives or that we're supposed to meet certain people. I've had so many bizarre instances where I would run into women that I briefly knew in the absolute most random places far away from where we both lived. Things happen for a reason and I'm convinced some people are forced into our lives for a reason.....You miss 100% of the shots you don't take.
    When I was younger I blew as many opportunities as I could.
    Realist: A person who sees things as they truly are. A practical person. The pessimist complains about the wind; The optimist expects it to change; The realist adjusts the sails. — William Arthur Ward

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    Quote Originally Posted by DSM4Life View Post

    When I was younger I blew as many opportunities as I could.
    I thought you didn't spit and tell

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    Bubbles lol

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    I can't remember what movie this is from but the dude says something I'll never forget, "All you need is 20 seconds of courage!"

    I tell myself that every time I see a hot chick! 9 times out of 10 they noticed you just as quick as you noticed them but were scared to say something as well. A simple "hi" always works.

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    We Bought a Zoo???
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    Quote Originally Posted by DSM4Life View Post
    When I was younger I blew as many opportunities as I could.

    Couldn't help yourself?
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    Quote Originally Posted by BlueWaffle21 View Post
    I can't remember what movie this is from but the dude says something I'll never forget, "All you need is 20 seconds of courage!"

    I tell myself that every time I see a hot chick! 9 times out of 10 they noticed you just as quick as you noticed them but were scared to say something as well. A simple "hi" always works.
    Quote Originally Posted by cancer82 View Post
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    Yup, that was a pretty good quote.

    I have done that to many time when I was younger and even more recent, not said anything. I have only managed to get up the courage a couple of times and ever time it worked out.

    I even had a similar situation on a LONG train ride from Seattle to Eastern Montana, 18hrs+
    The train was less that 1/2 full when we left. We had a 2hr delay at the next stop for some reason and I was naping using up all 3 seats. People started to get on and fill up the train so I sat up, moved to the window and continued my nap. It was around 1am and the lights were dimmed in the train.

    Just before we left I heard some guy asking someone if they would mind watching out for his daughter since she was traveling alone and and was only 11 or 12. Then someone sat down in the seat next to me and I figured it was the little girl or some old lady so I just continued my nap and looking out the window.

    Finally I turned to see who was sitting next to me and to my pleasant surprise it was not the little girl or some old/older lady. I was only 22 at the time. It was some Very attractive young lady, 18ish. It still took me a good 30 minutes before I said anything to her but I figured we had a good 15hr trip still so Id better get started.

    It turned out to be a very memorable train ride. We came very close to seeing if there were any private cars still available but it's amazing how much you can get away with finding dark corners in-between the cars and stairways.

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