Lately, I’ve been occasionally partaking in an indulgence that could be considered, well, nothing of which to be proud. Rather, it's almost something that is looked down upon and yet, it is a “social” habit. A friend introduced me to it, and knowing my personality, I could see myself becoming totally, grossly, unhealthily addicted.
It has the letters c, i, g, a, r, and t.
Yeah, you know what I’m talking about. Horrible, huh?
craig's list. :)
It’s not Craig’s List itself that is so bad. For anyone who is anyone who was has tried to find a place to rent, rent out a place you have, find a job, offer a job, sell anything, buy anything, sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed (I love Llyod Dobler;) ) Craig's List is actually a very decent, sometimes successful, marketplace. It’s an enormous electronic bulletin board where just about anyone who has a computer can post up information like it’s a cork board in the library.
However, Craig’s List is not just a classified listing. It has a social aspect to it, with "discussion fora" (they write "forums," but I forgive them for that) on all kinds of topics from food to...I don’t know, to w4w, which I finally figured out stands for "women 4 women." I think. I'm sort of scared to actually click open some of the messages, so I can't confirm.
Now the part that is, *ahem* slightly addictive, that *coughcough* causes one to slump down a little lower in one's seat and to pull one's laptop screen down so that any random passer-by will not see one voyeuristically sneaking through "missed connections" in hopes that some admiring stranger from afar has posted about YOU. It is this one little section of the discussion fora that's like an almost-dating-site. People post messages to their "missed connections," describing a recent situation or experience, themselves, and their target "missed connection," in hopes that said "missed connection" may have felt that same invisible, yet unspeakable-at-the-moment connection, and in such feeling of strange emptiness, checked Craig's List's "Missed Connections" only to find that missed connection. I have no idea if people ever end up connected. The posts are mostly *eh* but some of them are utterly hilarious.
Just look for yourself.
(As if you've never looked there before.)
I have absolutely no idea why I am strangely attracted to this little message board. Is it the voyeur in me? Is it that somewhere deep down inside my heart I hope that "the fated one" for me happened to see me in the Brentwood Whole Foods in front of the rotisserie chicken case at or about 7:30 pm on Wednesday, "you were in jeans and a baby pink baby-tee, I was in and that he has posted on Craig's List looking for me?
No. And no.
I'm just weird and have nothing better to do, and in fact, I just may post this little "Missed Connection" myself:
To the unassuming sushi bar - w4s - 31 (santa monica)
Reply to: deliciouslife[at]gmail[dot]com
Date: 2006-04-14, 10:16AM PDT
it was a weeknight, last week. u've been there 4 eva, we make eye contact every time i drive up and down wilshire boulevard in SaMo, but finally decided it was a time for an intro. u're not flashy, neither am i. BUT...
it's just 2 bad that u're sushi kinda suxx!!!1!! u're just not very phresh, baby, and ur rice is 2 sweet to the point of sleazy. ur rolls are uneven, sloppy, and it's not cool 2 be so loose, ya know? thought that ur teriyaki chix might be decent, but it was dry, overcooked, which is sooo yesterday (literally - yesterday's chicken?) and no matter how much of greasy, shiny teriyaki pomade comb-over u add, u can't cover that ish up, ya knowz??
fun 2 flirt witcha 4 a nite!!!111!! but let's just keep this a missed cnxn, 'k?
this is in or around Santa Monica
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
2031 Wilshire Blvd.
Santa Monica, CA 90403
** a year ago today,i must have had better things to do with my life because i didn't post anything. weird. **