BART Missed Connections — The Red Raincoat (and others)

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As we’ve done over at Muni Diaries a few times, today we’re inaugurating a new feature on BART Diaries — Missed Connections. We see it as doing our part to bring together potential sexy super-couples, thrilling threesomes, or just a one-night stand or fuck buddy. What have you …

We start things off with this MC, straight out of a grocery store romance novel …

The Red Raincoat on BART – m4w – 29 (mission district)

You smiled when you got on BART around Powell street in your red raincoat. You sat two seats away with your hood up while I read a book trying not to stare. I had a brown cap and headphones on. Then when you got up to leave at 16th street and Mission you caught my eye and smiled at me all the way out. The doors of the train stayed open longer than usual telling me to follow you. But I missed my chance. Perhaps I can have a second?

8:15pm Cutie pie on Powel ST BART Platform – m4m – 23 (downtown / civic / van ness)

You walked past me a little slow, I was talking with my classmate. I glanced at you, and my classmate said “excuse me” but you didn’t turn around. My train came up (Dublin Pleasanton Train) I stepped on and tuned around, and smiled and there you were, smiling right back at me. You’re such a cutie pie, please get back to me!!!!

Tan Cardigan: You had my Attention but the Cat had my Tongue – w4m (Bart 24th St. to Montgomery)

You: Messy blonde hair underneath a cap, long-sleeved plaid shirt underneath a tan cardigan, Sperry’s or some other kind of boat shoe. Me: Blonde hair, peacoat, plaid skirt, carrying too much stuff. I thought you kind of looked like a contemporary Kurt Cobain, which is neither here nor there, simply an association with your sweater and hair. You moved your bag so I could sit on the bench. There was enough room already, but it was a nice gesture. I should have said hello (or at least thank you); I don’t know why I am so damn shy, but my shyness accounts for my failure to be polite. I snuck a few glances, but couldn’t muster eye contact.

Boy in red sweater at Embar. Bart – w4m (Downtown Bart)

Last night at Embarcadero Bart we sat across from eachother around 7:30.

I just had left work in my coat, work clothes and running shoes. 🙂

Seen a potential mate on BART? Let us know here.

One comment

  • Janey

    Reading this makes me even more uncomfortable riding BART. Havinig some nut job potentially chase after me because he thinks we had a “missed connection” is creepy, to say the least.

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