I Saw U

Smitten

When: Saturday, September 6, 2014

You were bartending at the opening of Schilling cider. I was taking a picture and asked you for a smile. I was smitten. You: woman, blonde, beautiful smile. Me: wearing a tank top, olive skin, brown hair and beard. Can we get coffee?

Where: Schilling Cider

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Wednesday, September 10, 2014

We're In Line Together

When: Monday, September 10, 2012

I'm in line at Victrola before work; you show up wearing the same color palette. we talk but it doesn't come up. this happens for two or three weeks straight; i lose count. When I mention something complimentary offhand yr associate shoots me a look. not Crazy!?

Where: Victrola on 15th

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Breadcrumbs

When: Monday, August 25, 2014

"Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences". Recently, I had a day where the universe left me a trail of breadcrumbs.
I decide to give online dating another try. It goes nowhere pretty quickly, a 'like' here, a 'wink' there, nothing substantial.
Flash forward. I'm talking to a beautiful girl, Shelly. Turns out she's a teacher. Cat fish has us skeptical, knowing there could very well be a 400 pound Mexican man on the other end, but we press on.
We get to talking. She doesn't love Jesus. Check. Bacon? Nope. Coffee? Loves it. So at this point, even being the rational man that I am, I'm sold. Still skeptical, but ready to press on.
We exchange numbers and talk for a bit. Constantly laughing, our senses of humor mesh well. I've never been able to speak my mind, unencumbered, with anyone else. Still skeptical, but ready to press on.
The next day, I decide on a whim, that I'm going to visit. Unannounced, I have no idea how I'm to get to her. I hop on a bus, headed South. At this point, my phone battery is around forty percent. No worries, GPS says sixty minutes.
Three hours later, I'm a third the way there. Traffic, fuck. I get off the bus, and I hear someone calling my name. It couldn't be me, I'm on some random-ass street corner, in a place that I've never been before. The shouting continues. I look up to see an old friend of mine, parked on the side of the road. Turns out we're a few miles away from his brother's house. I'm still not sure what he was doing there. Breadcrumbs.
Perplexed, I explain the situation, but also that I have no real plan. He gives me a ride to the station, fifteen minutes away, where I catch the next bus. At this point, even after feeling like I'm supposed to be in this exact moment in time, I still feel like she won't want to meet me. After all, I could very well be a 400 pound Mexican man. I can at least live knowing that I tried. I get a message. She's out of her meeting. Anxiety sets in. This is it.
I give her a call. She agrees to meet. Now I'm nervous. Am I going to get murdered? She's going to be ugly. She's going to hate the sound of my voice, or something. I'm making a mistake. I get off the bus. Her GPS says forty minutes. I'm just lukewarm here. This escalated rather quickly.
It wasn't at all how I pictured it, us in some random Starbucks, miles away from home. She wasn't like the pictures. She was beautiful, really. I've been through it all, but this was different. I've never been so fucking high before. Love at first sight, everything I never believed.
We talk and laugh for a couple hours, a cute first date. Nothing crazy. I've made that mistake before, of moving too fast, just because you can. It's late, around eleven-thirty at this point, and she drops me off at the bus stop. The last one stopped running half-hour ago. Time to hitchhike.
Twenty minutes later, no success. You put your thumb up in Oklahoma the first car picks you up, "Get in". Seattle? Fuck that, "That skinny white guy'll kill us all". I guess I have Bundy to thank for that.
I walk back into town and talk with various drunks, to no avail. One taxi driver said he'd give me a discount. It'll only cost me $400 to get home, sweet. He directs me to the nearest bus stop, where I introduce myself to a complete stranger. My phone dies. Turns out, this guy missed the last bus too. More breadcrumbs. The next one's in four hours.
We get to talking. Homeless come and go. The same horrifying car drives by dozens of times. This guy's ex-milatary. Thank fuck. A few more people show up, and we get to talking with another guy. Three-man posse, alright. The earliest bus is in an hour, but it's not ideal. It's better than sitting here any longer.
The bus arrives, and the driver, who's apparently having a bad day, won't let me on because I'm a dollar short. Back to the street. About to drive off, she decides to let me back on, out of contempt, not pity or guilt. This woman is not a fan of breadcrumbs, apparently. My new friends and I walk for another hour or so, after we get off the bus. We take the light rail downtown and part ways. I never even get their names. I sprint for the bus, now six in the morning, still having not slept. I make it to work, an hour late. There's a message from Shelly. She's been thinking of me on her drive home, relieved I'm home safe.
The next few days are rather uneventful, between Shelly and myself. Busy with work, we don't speak much. I find myself waiting by the phone, these days, able to focus on little else. I'm just hoping she'll call. I have never been so fucking high before. I hate how vulnerable I feel, in such a short period of time. I feel like I've known this person for years. Even though we're busy, it just seems like she's lost interest. It was all hype.
On the third day after our date, I message her, telling her that I can't deal with this any longer. We are on different pages, and I didn't expect to feel the way I do. I tell her that it was nice to meet her. I was a gentlemen, even in my sorrow. A plane crash, I came down as quickly as I'd gone up. It's been a week. She never messaged back.
At least I can live, knowing that I tried.

Where: Seattle

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Sunday, September 7, 2014

Lost Camera At Pink Martini

When: Thursday, August 21, 2014

Lost my Orange Coolpix at the Zoo Pink Martini show. Desperate for the photos on the camera as they were for a school thesis. Keep the camera, no questions asked. Just want the SD card. PLEASE!

Where: Woodland Park Zoo

I saw a: Man

I am a: Woman

Posted on: Sunday, September 7, 2014

OK, I'll go first

When: Friday, September 5, 2014

Friday night, Pig Bar, Wandering Time: despite you obviously being there with someone, there is no way you weren't making eyes with me. Tell me where I was sitting and what I look like for a reply.

Where: The Pig Bar, Olympia

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Sunday, September 7, 2014

lovely smiling redhead on broadway

When: Saturday, September 6, 2014

you: lovely readhead in a sun dress walking down broadway - me: thin, dirty blonde hair & floral print button up - both of us: smiling at each-other. instantly wished i'd said "hi". say hi to me sometime

Where: broadway

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Saturday, September 6, 2014

David Schmader velocity dance 8/19

When: Tuesday, August 19, 2014

You: Tall and attractive. I was with a small group and we sat behind you. We talked for a brief moment after the show and then you were gone. :-( I was interested in talking more!

Where: velocity dance center

I saw a: Man

I am a: Woman

Posted on: Saturday, September 6, 2014

Julia at PAX Friday Night

When: Friday, August 29, 2014

Julia at PAX Friday Night wearing a green print dress. Looking at demo's in DigiPen booth.
I was wearing a black shirt with blonde hair. Wanted to chat further.

Where: PAX Friday Night DigiPEN booth

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Friday, September 5, 2014

Olympic Athletic Club Pool

When: Thursday, September 4, 2014

9:30 ish in the upstairs pool. You, bald, bearded and adorable. Me, in the lane next to you.
Hope I run into you again.

Where: Olympic Athletic Club

I saw a: Man

I am a: Woman

Posted on: Friday, September 5, 2014

At breakfast in '98

When: Friday, September 5, 2014

Dearest Lizzy,
At breakfast in '98
I began to fall in love with you.
Now I cherish you.
Jack

Where: Beechwood Inn, Worcester, MA

I saw a: Woman

I am a: Man

Posted on: Friday, September 5, 2014

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