Your eyes met across the (bar/theater/bath house). (He/She/Zhe) was wearing a fetching (white hat/short skirt/ironic T-shirt). You sauntered over, making sure your (bangs/Mohawk/mutton chops) were in place. After making small talk for a few minutes about (bands/sports/politics), you were smitten.
But alas! Your possible soul mate disappeared into the tepid Providence night, forever scattered to the far corners of Rhode Island. Until now: The Phoenix’s Missed Connections team has collected letters from around town to reunite the lost souls, the ones who for a fleeting, beautiful moment drunkenly groped each other in a bar bathroom on a Saturday, or pogo-ed around to ’80s songs on a Friday, or learned how to pole dance together on a Sunday.
Hearing of their various exploits, perhaps you’ll be inspired to hit the following nightspots and activities so you can find your own deep connection.
Tattooed Cutie at the Red Fez — M4W, 32
Red Fez | 49 Peck Street, Providence | 401.272.1212
We were sitting at one of the tables upstairs, directly under a moose head. You had one sleeve of calla lily tattoos and were drinking a Narragansett. You had a cute short haircut and were arguing with me about the latest Almodovar movie. I was wearing the striped T-shirt — you said I looked like Dennis the Menace. Being the wimpster that I am, I left without asking for your number. If you want to continue the discussion, please write back. I promise to be more aggressive this time around.Voluptuous Femme at Miko Exotic Wear — W4W, 23
Miko Exotic Wear | 653 North Main Street, Providence | 401.421.9787 | www.mikoexoticwear.com
You were standing next to me at the Erotic Pole Dancing class. I thought we locked eyes while trying that complicated spin move. You wore those stripper shoes with a certain je nais se quoi. I wish you would come over, wearing one of those outfits Miko has for sale in the store, so we could continue dancing — but this time we’d make up our own moves.
Hot Lacrosse Player at Spats Last Night — W4M, 21
Spats | 182 Angell Street, Providence | 401.437.8300
We were talking for a while, um, I think about the Red Sox? I don’t really remember. It was after those Jäger shots we did with the rest of the Brown LAXers. You said I have a “great rack.” Then we made out in front of the OMAC. You asked me for my number, but I just moved into a new dorm and I couldn’t remember it. I think we have a lot in common. My name is Alyssa. Look for me on the main green!
Black lipstick, Black Ballet Skirt, Black Heart at the Living Room — M4W, 18
The Living Room | 23 Rathbone Street, Providence | 401.521.5200
Janey, I thought you were my fucking girlfriend. But then we were watching Bi Anal Ham Sandwich at the Living Room and I saw you making out with the FUCKING ROADIE. I remember the day after high school graduation when we watched the Tiny Hawks and you told me you’d be mine forever. I guess by forever you meant until you decided to be a whore. I’m deleting you from my MySpace friends’ list. Dudes, stay away from this black widow!
Best Legwarmers at Club Hell Last Night, M4W, 19
Club Hell | 73 Richmond Street, Providence | 401.351.1977 | www.club-hell.com
We were at the Rock ’n’ Roll High School party at Club Hell. You have blond hair, and that night it was in a ponytail. Also, you were wearing these crazy striped leg warmers with all the Madonna bangles and an off-the-shoulder T-shirt. “Like A Prayer” came on and you just went wild! It was so cute. Go back to Hell next week. I promise I’ll make it heavenly.
A Swarthy Man at Mega Plex! M4M, 22
The Gay Mega-Plex | 257 Allens Avenue, Providence | 401.780.8769 | www.themega-plex.com
We were playing in the sauna at Megaplex last weekend. You: dark hair, dark eyes, 5’8’’ (maybe Greek or Italian?), a little stocky. Me: 6’4’’, blond and lanky as heeeellll. When we were done, you just walked away, much to my chagrin, you little tease! I’m going to be at the ’plex again tonight. Hoping to see you there, maybe back in the sauna?
Glasses, Moustache, Coolest Smirk Ever at Cable Car, W4M, 25
Cable Car Cinema | 204 South Main Street, Providence | 401.272.3970 |www.cablecarcinema.com
You were sitting next to me on one of the couches during a screening of Strangers with Candy last week. You giggled at all the right parts, and one time you laughed so hard you started tearing up — you took off your chunky glasses and rubbed your clear blue eyes. Afterwards I saw you take your sketchpad and walk to the RISD architecture studio. I’m a painter. I hope we can meet back at the Cable Car someday for a tuna melt . . .