911 Paramedic, Blind Date and The Boss Wants to See You – Northern Colorado’s Missed Connections

This past week was a very interesting week for missed connections. Of course that could be said every week. The highlight of this past week has to be the blind date story.

These are copied just as they are written and remember, one of them could be about you!

911 paramedic - m4w (Greeley)

You responded to my office on Monday to treat an employee that had a seizure. I was sitting off to the side / (behind you ) of the room watching. You were professional, compassionate, in charge, caring, and extremely attractive.

As you were leaving you turned and seemed to smile at me. Would love to thank you - let me take you to dinner.

The boss called he needs to see you in his office - m4w (Greeley)

I'm your boss, you prob have no idea I'm interested since we rarely talk but I am. You recently moved to a new cubical just a few seats down from where you were. Your first name starts with an "A" you were wearing white pants today (Tuesday) and you almost always wear high heals. You stopped and talked to me today as you were heading home. Would like to get to know you outside of work.

Day Camp Dad - w4m

We met at a day camp, I was a station leader and you came through with your kiddo. I can't get your smile and genuine flirty behavior out of my mind and trust me I tried. You asked for my number and I gave it to you...just hoping to hear from you. Even if it's just for coffee!

Brewers Fest - m4w - 30 (FoCo)

You were a blue shirt. You poured at the cider truck. You were beautiful and tan. I am just a regular guy, no six pack, or flannel shirt.

A Genuine Smile on the Bike Trail - m4w

Perhaps Missed Connections is the wrong place for this. That may imply romance, which this is not. I know too often men are guilty of misinterpreting friendliness for interest, a smile for flirting. But I have no such allusions.

In any case, I would like express my gratitude to you. When I went out for a walk today, it was to soak up some sun and clear my head. With other passersby, I had been exchanging that polite 'smile' that strangers so often use to acknowledge one another. I probably flashed you the same one. But, in response, you didn't just glance in my direction. You looked right at me. You saw me not as just some passing figure, but as a person. And in recognition you smiled, truly smiled, with a real, affable, genuine smile. And it really brightened my day. Your smile was infectious. I walked the rest of the way home with one on my face, as well. So thank you. Thank you for smiling at me. I really appreciate it.

Blind date - m4w - 36 (Fort Collins)

I was nervous as I waited for you near the fountain in Old Town Square. It didn't help that I kept getting heckled for the purple-white zebra striped footed pajamas that I was wearing. Yeah, buddy, I know the flip-flops clash, but they are comfortable so leave me alone! There you were, looking resplendent in your Hooter's outfit; you'd warned me you would be coming straight from work. We awkwardly did the "should we shake hands or hug" shuffle, settling on a half-hug while holding a hand. I caught a whiff of chicken wing undertones in the scent of your perfume.

We made idle talk for a couple of minutes, asking the usual perfunctory questions that you ask when you don't know what else to talk about. I alternated between gazing intently into your eyes and glancing down at the Rubik's Cube that I've been trying to solve since 1983. No, I won't use a book or the internet to learn how to solve it, that's cheating! I got the hint when you mentioned how hungry you were, put the Rubik's Cube into my fanny pack, and sauntered off in the direction of the Mexican restaurant where we had chosen to dine.

At dinner I asked for a beet salad, since the stains from my spills would blend in easily with my purple and white pajamas. Unfortunately they didn't have beets so I settled for a smothered burrito. My joke about liking to smother everything I encounter in my life fell flat. You saved both the waiter and us from the resulting uncomfortable silence by ordering the enchilada platter and the largest margarita they make. I piped in and informed the waiter that we will need two straws.

The margarita helped a lot, so that you didn't even mind that I licked all the salt off of the rim of the glass. After three more we were seductively sucking honey off of each others fingers from the sopapillas. We headed out into the Old Town night, sharing stories about our formative years while people-watching. Eventually we ended up at your car, and I mentioned that I, too, have a Flying Spaghetti Monster emblem on the back of my vehicle. You stepped closer hesitantly, looking up into my eyes. I leaned down, my mouth opening as it reached yours. Our kiss tingled like when you put your tongue on a 9-volt battery. At last our lips parted, and the moment was over. You got into your car, and I watched you while working on the Rubik's Cube until you drove away. It was a lonely walk back to the bike rack to get my unicycle.

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