Do You Look Like Zach Galifianakis and Live in Williamsburg? There’s a Girl Looking For You!


One Williasmburg woman is on the hunt for the Zach Galifianakis of her dreams, via Craigslist, and we’re here to help. If you’re youngish and live around here, or in a similar metropolitan area, then you know the jokes about the plethora of boys with beards. But the stereotypes come from a place of fact and sometimes it complicates things. Like, how many slightly round guys with bedhead and facial hair do you think spoke to a nice girl in a bar last night, but were frustrated by the one-sidedness of the conversation and went home defeated? We hear that happens every six seconds. But in one special case, the girl wants to make it up to you! Take it away, heartbreaker:

Zach Galifianakis at Legion Bar – w4m (90s Dance Party)

To the gentleman whom I referred to as Zach Galifianakis the entire night: I apologize for never asking who you are and what you do. You were sad about this. Also, I was told that as I walked back into the bar after my cigarette, you cried out, “Don’t give up on journalism!” I didn’t hear you. Perhaps you are a journalist. I don’t know, because I never asked. It is likely that you will never see this, but in event that you do, please respond. I would really like to know who you are and what you do.

The ad is still sitting there, sad as ever, days later, so we’re going to assume the connection has not been made. But how sweet does that sound? It’s a universal feeling: sometimes you’re just trying so hard not to spill your drink or mouth the wrong words to that Third Eye Blind song and so when given the chance, you talk and talk and talk, forgetting to ask any questions of your partner in this awful, awkward two-step we call socializing. It’s not ego so much as insecurity and it can be overcome beginning with this goodhearted missed connection.

Also, “Don’t give up on journalism!” That’s ripe for a screenplay.

If anything comes of this or you can help, let us know.

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