There is something about missed connections and love-that-could-have-been that tickles the cockles of our hearts here at Phillyist. This week we take a close look at the missed connections on our fair city's craigslist in an attempt to bring some deserving people together.
It's the least we can do after practically raping some elephants and paying our bills in tiger tears.
Do you work at the King of Prussia Men's Warehouse? Good news! Besides having a job all would envy, someone thinks you're quite a looker. And not just any someone—a truly witty gentleman with grace, humor, and an exceptional way with words.
Did you have a butterfly painted on your face and then try to fight a bitch at a kegger at Temple? If so you've got yourself an admirer, madame!
If you've actually HAD sex, we don't think it quite counts as a missed connection. Just unfinished business.
Dear Greg (not your real name)...so really this is for everyone BUT guys named Greg.
Real nice.
What did the Gregs ever do to you?
If you are doctor who likes to ski, please read this. You have a stalker and need to change your locks. Also, just as a general note to the masses, telling someone that you know their name, where they work, and that you can get their phone number online, but you won't because you don't want to seem like a stalker—yeah, that's kind of a giveaway that you are, in fact, a crazy.
And lastly, if people are finding love in the Port Richmond Thriftway then all hope isn't lost for Philly.
Stay classy Philadelphia!
