Ranking the Summer Lineup from Craigslist’s New Streaming Service
"Writing Gigs" -- A real tearjerker of a drama that takes place entirely during a job interview that turns out to be for freelance work.
Tag: Missed Connections
Missed Connections: Millennials and an Affordable Housing Market
“Yo, it’s me: the brand-new condo that sits on the same lot that rent-controlled housing used to be on."
Festive and Angst-Ridden Holiday Missed Connections
Missed You… Again You: A relaxing holiday. Me: Dehydrated, depleted, stuck in traffic. God, I want you so bad.
A Missed Connection Callback
<p class="MsoNormal" style="">w4m: Hi. I accidentally walked into the Starbucks men's restroom yesterday. It was at the <st1:street st="on"><st1:address st="on">Bridgeway Drive</st1:address></st1:street> location, at around 4 pm. Could the gentlemen at urinals 4, 7, and 12 give me a call?<br />Carol (717) 682-50--<br /><br />p.s. #5, you're flying standby.<o:p></o:p></p>
I Farted, and—I’m Pretty Sure—Ruined the Mood
<div style="clear:both;"></div><p class="MsoNormal">W4Whomever:</p> <p class="MsoNormal">My name’s Gretchen and I live at <st1:address st="on"><st1:street st="on">1228 Feldling Drive</st1:street>, <st1:city st="on">Brisbane</st1:city>, <st1:state st="on">CA</st1:state></st1:address>. </p>
$40 OBO
<div style="clear:both;"></div><p class="MsoNormal">WANTED:</p>
If You Weren’t Barren and Loveless…
<div style="clear:both;"></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b style="">October 31<sup>st</sup>, 1806</b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Josephine,</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
I am a Mess Without You!
<div style="clear:both;"></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b style="">November 3<sup>rd</sup>, 1978<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sabrina, My Sun, My Life!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
Tough Cookies, Sister
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="">October 10<sup>th</sup>, 1806<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style=""><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b style=""><o:p> </o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Josephine,</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
Love is a Gulag
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="">March 12<sup>th</sup>, 1948<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><st1:place st="on">Cher</st1:place> Beatrice,</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
Love Letters From Dictators
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="">September 18<sup>th</sup>, 1978<o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">My Love, My Light, My Sabrina!</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
Scenarios in Which I Quit
<p class="MsoNormal">I ask Assistant Manager Matt Feinard to cover my register for a quick bathroom break. He, of course, refuses, citing his excuse: “I'm sorry, Buddy, but I’m really <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> busy.” I nod and when he turns, take a dump in the grocery bag of the next customer, charging them $7.99 for the pleasure.