NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:
I’ve featured a fair number of missed connections messages from Fargo before, but today this quirky little feed is going to get a Monday Spotlight all for themselves. I’ll admit that I know almost nothing about North Dakota – and what I do know comes from the truly spectacular Coen Brothers film from 1996. But, if the offerings of these lovelorn, snowbound, wind-swept poets is any indication, there’s a whole lot bubbling beneath the surface.
The Goddess of HuHot
Missed Connections in Fargo / Moorhead
Last week you served me yet again.
You’ve served me before, many times, and each time your radiant smile and cheery demeanor immediately makes my day 1,000 times brighter.
Your gorgeous, flowing locks cascade effortlessly down your shoulders, gracing your breathtaking silhouette.
Your lovely eyes demand all who gaze into them fall instantly, madly in love with you.
Your careful attention to my dining needs makes me feel appreciated and nurtured.
If only I could ask you to coffee.
If only I had the courage to share the compliments I so desperately wish you to know.
If only I were a few years younger.
Instead, I’ll go home and do as I do every night, logging onto my level 80 Paladin, spending the evening raiding dungeons and killing trolls.