Missed Connections: Sorry for Blacking Out in Your Apartment
Some poor Brooklyn boy is looking for his lost Saturday night / potential valentine(s). Oh won’t you please help him find them?
From the Missed Connections section of Craigslist:
- Hey Dudes!
I’m hoping this finds the two of you well. Sorry for being all blacked out in your apartment.
At least I think there were two of you.
You see, Saturday night, I was at Sugarland alone. It was the night before Valentine’s Day (Saturday) and I might have had a drink or two too many.
I was hoping you could fill me in on a few crucial details, so I’ve put together a short list.
-Was I making out with one/both of you at Sugarland
-Did we meet outside?
-How did we decide to go back to your place?
-How long was I passed out on your couch before I came too and left all scared?
Anyway, hope your week is going good and I’m sorry for passing out at your place.
Since we’re all living in BK and gay, I figure even if I don’t remember you or what you look like (I don’t), you guys probably will recognize me, so just tap me on the shoulder sometime and we’ll all have a good laugh about it.
And thanks again for not killing/raping me. Appreciate it.
So go on. Help him out, won’t you?.
This is one of those cases where the to/too distinction becomes all-important.