Ed. Note: If any of these are you, please email [email protected] so I can put you in touch with OP. For those curious about past missed connections, some have been made and when possible I’ll try to update when/if more are made.
I was at the Pigeons Playing Ping Pong show last Friday (10/29) at the Anthem dancing my face off, in my element, throwing my hair around, jumping, singing, and just generally grooving to the funk. There happened to be an objectively attractive concertgoer near me in “the flock” (i.e., the Pigeons fanbase) exuding extreme confidence in a colorful cowboy hat, pink sunglasses, and assless chaps (it was Halloween after all). To my surprise, she approached me after the show to compliment my curly, untamed hair and ask my hair product of choice. Caught entirely off guard, I returned the compliment remarking on her sunglasses and we chatted for a bit – her name was Emily. With her friends and mine departing, we split ways and still a bit bewildered, I forgot to exchange numbers in what was clearly a moment. Find me Emily!
Pigeon seeking a ping pong partner”
“You: Dressed as an inflatable dinosaur (with your friend, also an inflatable dinosaur) on Saturday night at 801. You kind of look like John Mayer dressed as a dinosaur, and I said this to you but I’m not sure you heard me. We smiled at each other a couple times. I was dressed as Sarah Sanderson from Hocus Pocus. I’d love to put a spell on you (or get a drink).”
“Meet-cute over merchandise?
West End CVS (M & 23rd Streets NW)
Thurs., Nov. 3rd, 6:30pm
Me: Curios ever since I first walked by you and said “you’re good” (pun not intended) as you nicely made way for me.
You: handsome, dark-haired guy in a black Mount Sinai zip-up asking me for a fragrance preference favor.
Me: Thought you had checked out right away, but then you passed by in another isle, so I rushed to check out my items next to you while checking out your wedding band status. Foolish shyness then took over, in spite of not seeing one.
You: Politely wished the security guy a good evening and walked out into the night.
Me: Hoping you or someone who knows of your errand reads this and that you are free for tea.”