March 17, 2009

Last month I wrote about my one and only Missed Connection experience. Things started off in the typical fashion, he emailed me back and I responded with some of my wit, that probably doesn’t read as cute as I would like. Inevitably, the emails faded and the spark of a potential mate faded away. This however, was no ordinary missed connection, because while New York maybe a big city, it still is a small world.

The night of the Missed Connection, after getting on the…