This is why I write...

I had a total "craigslist missed connection" last weekend.
There was a cute guy at a bar where I sang "White Rabbit" at karaoke and he applauded and gave me thumbs up from outside the bar through the window where he sat at the outdoor seating enjoying a cigar and whiskey on the rocks.
Upon noticing his applause and encouragement, I made a point to sing to him. He was adorable. I thought, "this lighting must be decent in here for a cutie like him to be so kind." Nah, turns out he's just THAT nice. A nice guy? What the...
I decided to leave the bar shortly after singing "White Rabbit," but not before first saying thank you to the kind man outside.
"Hi there... I just wanted to say..."

"Oh my god! You are awesome! You sound just like Grace Slick! Some guy walking by even stopped to ask who was singing he liked it so much! I'm Dave, by the way."

"Oh wow... Dave, [shakes his hand] thank you! Oh wow... [flustered] huh, I'm Penny. Nice to meet you."

Outside of the bar for nearly an hour we chatted and really hit it off. It's rare to find someone you click with so easily.

"Hey, Penny, would you like to come inside with me and have a drink?"

"Yes. Yes, I would. Thank you."

For another hour we chatted and laughed, cheered on the karaoke singers, sang along, discussed everything from religions to bands to college sports. You know, all the important stuff in the world.

Eventually I needed to leave to catch a train back home. I hugged him goodbye and he said, "this is so sad. What if I never see you again?" (He was only in town for the week for a professional convention.) I said, "but if we do cross paths again it would be cause for celebration."

And with that I left with a smile on my face.

The next day, I woke up thinking...

Stupid stupid stupid girl. Whocaresifhe's22andyou're33andyoulive6hoursawayfromeachotherbuthe'skindwarmhandsomegenuinefunnygivehimyournumberyoufoolwhydidn'tyougivehimyournumber???!!

It wasn't until Monday that I decided to really take action in finding him. I knew his full name and the hotel where he was staying so I called and asked to connect me to his room. He answered.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Dave?"
"Yes..."
"Dave, this is Penny from karaoke the other night..."
"Oh my god! I'm so glad you called!!! How are you?"
[Whew] "I'm good! Let me give you my number."

We made plans to hang out the next day, but he cancelled saying he made previous plans and forgot... [should I believe this?]

In the end, I believe he was sincere in simply running out of time and essentialy overbooking himself. He was, afterall, there for meetings and job training, etc. I understand. It doesn't mean I have to be happy about it.

I hope someday soon I get a phone call from him telling me he'll be in the area and we should hang out. I hope.

For now, that's where the story ends.