How did you meet your man (or woman-for the guys)??

[jellybean]

This isn''t how we met but I had to share this one about one of my friends b/c it''s one of the best I''ve heard:

My friend Michelle lived in an apartment complex with two other girls. One night about 2am a fire broke out in the complex. Everyone was evacuated. Michelle''s apartment was on the top floor so she was one of the last to get out. She was in the stairwell when she started to feel kind of dizzy, probably b/c of all the smoke. She said she remembers a fireman putting his arms around her and getting her down the stairs and out safely. Once outside the paramedics put the oxygen mask on her and attended to her but the fireman stayed by her to make sure she was OK. On his coat was the name "Fitzgerald". The ambulance then took her to the hospital and she never got the chance to thank him.

A couple of weeks later her school was having fire safety day (she''s a first grade teacher). Into her classroom walk two firemen to talk to the students. One of them put on his big fire coat to show the students what the firefighters wear to put out fires and written across the one side was "Fitzgerald"! Michelle couldn''t believe it. After class they talked for a while and she finally got to thank him. She was a little disappointed to hear he had a girlfriend. She told herself to forget about him.

The next school year the class went to visit the firehouse instead of the firefighters coming to the school. As fate would have it, they went to "Fitzgerald''s" firehouse! And he was on duty at the time. He came up to her and told her that he never stopped thinking about her but didn''t know her name and was afraid to call the school for fear they would think he was a stalker. And the best part was he had broken up with his girlfriend.

Michelle and "Fitzgerald" married almost 3 years to the day of the original fire that broke out in her apartment complex.

 

[Kaleigh]

jellybean,
Oh I love that story, thanks for sharing it with us!!!

 

[abradabra]

Our story is pretty standard, but thinking about it makes me happy, so I''m going to tell it--gosh darn it! The abbreviated version at least... I think I could bore y''all to death with the little details I like to rehash!

E was a senior in college (and I was a freshman) doing some reading for class in the library during the fall term. This particular room in the library was quiet enough to study, but it was also known as a good place to, well, scope. He says that he saw "this cute little redhaired girl" bopping through one day and had an "I gotta meet that girl" moment.

Fast forward six months to the beginning of April, when one of my friends is flirting with this one guy. He told her that one of his friends wanted to meet me. Well, clearly I wasn''t going to go meet some guy without knowing anything about him--so my friend wrangled E''s name out of his buddy.

When we looked him up on the school''s online photo directory, she exclaimed "Oh my god! That''s the guy who always stares at you in the library." It had never occurred to her that he had always been staring at us, until it was put in this context. Anyway, I went out on a date with E, but nothing really went anywhere. I didn''t trust his intentions (he was graduating in a month--how pure could they be?) and ending up blowing him off.

The night before I left campus, I emailed him to wish him luck with graduation and to tell him I''d be taking the 7am bus to the airport if he wanted to meet me. Lo and behold, he did! It was quite embarrassing because my two girlfriends who also came to say goodbye left when he arrived and stood about 50 yards away aping and making everything highly uncomfortable.

We kept in touch, emailing a couple times a week over the summer and by fall, we were talking on the phone almost every night. By that point, he was clearly my best friend and I was probably already in love with him--but I figured he didn''t like me anymore. Eventually, one of my friends talked me into emailing him and telling him I liked him. He told me he felt the same way and when he came to campus for Winter Carnival a few weeks later, we started dating for real. We''ve been together ever since and are getting married on campus in September!

 

[Strawdermangrl]

My best guy friend was a pilot and we lived in a tiny apartment complex that had a total of 8 apts. and we shared a HUGE patio. Every night we would hang out side and chat about our days, our doors were always open and we were all living like we were in a dorm- such fun. My friend Greg wasn't home alot and didn't find time to meet any women so he was going to go on Match.com and didn't want to take the first step alone. I told him I thought that would be fun and I would be his buddy on this adventure. We made profiles and started our search. I wasn't looking for a boy at the time- I had just gotten out of the biggest relationship of my life and my heart was still a little weary. Needless to say, Blake emailed me. I had been on some FUNKY dates and really had kind of shrunk away from it ( Greg was dating this MENTAL CASE we later found out ((I could have told him, but he was moonstruck with her....)) Well I thought that Blake looked harmless enough. I tease him all time that he looked like a lumberjack in his profile ( he was kind of heavy and was wearing a plaid Paul B shirt

) Well I emailed him back and said that " I hate typing and I would rather talk, call me if you don't think this is to forward". LOL, he called me 5 seconds after I hit send! We talked for about 5 hours that night and that continued on for about a week. I was a Account Coordinator at the time for a Cosmetics company and was in Houston while he was working at a Law Firm in Dallas. We made a date for the following Thursday, he was going to come down and stay with one of his college buddies and take me out on a real date. That Wed. I was driving home from an event (makeup ALL over me, still had my apron on- mind you)talking to him on the phone. I told him I was in the mood for Whataburger and he said "if you drive I will buy". I took a HUGE chance and went home packed my things and drove the 4 hrs to Dallas to have a hamburger with this "lumberjack"still wearing my apron

..... WOW, I saw him waiting outside his house and I stalled out

(driving my first standard- wanted the whole sportscar feel) he was the cutest thing in the world!! Kind of a mix b/w Vin Diesel and Adam Sandler....hehehe. We hit it off and I drove home the next morning to go to work. That day he drove in as promised and took me on our "first" date. That Friday he left for Vegas where his sister and her husband were coming in from Cal. and his parents from Chicago. His other sister came in from Tyler and flew out with him. I went about my business and got a call on Sunday. He asked me if I wanted to see Vegas, I said "One of these days.." He said "today is that day- your plane leaves at 9:30"

But I have to work I protested, he had already called my boss in San Fran and set it all up. She had been begging me to take some time...I went home, packed and was on a plane for my 3rd date and his WHOLE fam. Needless to say- He knew from the first time he saw me and I did too, we went to the RIO hotel and the Voodoo Lounge where he told me he loved me on the balcony and a year later we went back and he proposed!!

Believe it or not that version is leaving alot out! We are getting married on August 13th and I could n't be more in love with my lumberjack

 

[tawn]

Strawdermangrl

That is the cutest story about your lumberjack! I''m from Canada...so I know a lot of real ones and they are so hot! Isn''t it freaky the first time you go to see them!

It made me remember getting off the plane in Boston and wondering if I would even recognize the guy I had met for a few hours 6 weeks prior! I knew that he was tall and thin and had dark hair, but everything else was kind of fuzzy! I looked right past him because he was wearing a ballcap...and he had to get my attention! Thank goodness he was way cuter than I had remembered!! I''m pretty tall and had long big blonde mall hair, so I apparently wasn''t hard to miss! We spent 10 days together and it was so hard getting back on the plane to leave! I went and packed up my stuff and moved in with him a few weeks later.

 

[laughinggravy]

I love this thread.... keep on adding everyone. God I'm such a squish bucket!!!

Well, I was an English language teacher to adults (non-English speakers, not remedial literacy skills.... not that there's anything wrong with that...how did I get here??? Back to the plot)- mostly in companies.

I was good, after 13 years you'd have to be.... and was often used as troubleshooter. Client not hitting it off well with their teacher, usually because the teacher was always late/unprepared/'backpacker' type TEFL teacher. So I'd get sent in by whatever agency I was free lancing with, to bring the client round, keep the contract.

So I get this call about a managing director of quite a big company who is the client from hell and can I go in, smooth things over, teach well, keep the account?

I don't really buy the client-from-hell thing too much. They are more unusual than teachers with a casual attitude (I'm speaking about teaching abroad, not in schools - lots of people use it a passport to travel, fund their round-the-world trips). So in I go. As many other times, I walk into this cool town-town building expecting the usual 50+ year old, probably guy, probably already a bit pissed off with his classes and needing to be turned around.

I get there for this one: one contract, and....

There's this hellishly attractive 35 year old, runner's body, aaaaahhmazingly well dressed, floppy black hair, nose too big, cool, round glasses. And I'm thinking: "Where's my client??????" so this turns out to be the one. And I remember I often used to walk behind him as he showed me from reception to his office and he had the nicest a**, sort of baggy suit trousers and flat bum, but like Jimmy Stewart, walked slightly out of kilter too. And I used to think, "That's such a nice, friendly, attractive rear view!"

Well, but there was noooooo recognition of even 'I'm a boy, your a girl' vibe.

This is going to sound arrogant, but he was so cool towards me, and he mentioned he'd gone skiing with a friend and that the friend was a guy, my man was single at 35 which is unusual in this culture, he was verrrrry well dressed and all my male friends are gay so I though: 'He's gay' and then stopped desiring him because I don't 'do' unrequited. Of course I still liked him, still thought he was funny and good to be with and very bright. Just didn't think of him as possible b'friend material.

This was Sept 01.... June comes round and out of the blue he told me the course was over. I was a little thrown but thought 'OK'. I'd completely stopped thinking of him as anything more than a good client, nice student, friendly guy thing.

Then a week later he asked me out. I'm still thinking he's gay. Many of my pals I are/were my students. I count quite a few students as very good friends. So I'm thinking "Good. I like you too, you're a cool guy. Lunch by the sea, great" Off we go. great meal. General chit chat. Fun.

He asks me out again and it's sunny and I tan very fast and he said (and this was the first moment when I thought, Oh goodness me - you're straight!) "Wow that's impressive, you're going brown already" and I laughed and said "well, you're easily impressed" and he replied: "Yes if it's something you do." And I did a double take!!!!! So we disagreed on the title of a Hitchock film and betted a bottle of champagne, and then of course, we had to go back to his place to verify the title, and he kissed me. Aaaahhh.

Eventually I told him what I'd thought at the beginning and he said he'd had an affair with a colleague once and it was a really messy experience and he'd determined to keep flirtation out of the office. That he'd fallen for me within the month, his pal with whom he went skiing, and is now a really close friend, said he'd talked about me the whole time.

And when he put my engagement ring on my finger, he told me that he'd been sitting, looking at my hands and loving them (God they're awful hands, love is blind!!!) since the first few weeks when I would correct his work, or write a note for him.

So we'd seen eachother and worked together for three hours one: one a week for 10 months, June-Dec we dated, I moved in in Jan, he proposed in May, and we married the following April. We just celebrated our first anniversary.

And I wasn't looking either. Ya never know what's round the corner!!!!

Abi

 

[jorman]

Date: 5/25/2005 6:59:24 PM
Author: Strawdermangrl
We are getting married on August 13th and I could n''t be more in love with my lumberjack

You are getting married on my birthday! How fun!!
I love that story too!

 

[eks6426]

My fiance and I met at work--7 years ago. We were both married to other people at the time, but there was an immediate spark. I was hired in to be a change agent which directly affected his job. Most people would have been threatened by someone coming in to tell them how they could do things better...but not him. He was open to new ideas and we clicked immediately. But like I said he was married with a grade school age kid and I was married with a 1 year old baby. We continued to work together well. So well that rumors started we were involved. We were the talk of the building even though we were just friends. Management got involved and we got written up because someone else decided that our friendship constituted sexual harassment (we never have figured this one out!) My friend decided that he had better leave--so he left and I stayed (I later found out that he left with no job lined up and went through all his retirement savings...he said the attraction to me was so great he knew he''d be in trouble if he stayed!). We pretty much lost contact with each other except for ocassionally running into each other at the grocery store etc.

Fast forward several years-...I am needing help with a cell phone problem and I go into the nearest Nextel dealership and who should I see--but him. Turns out he owns the dealership. We start talking and I learn he is now divorced. My husband had passed away from cancer. We were now both free and the rest as you say is history. It really seems as if our worlds just alilgned. We''re getting married in 37 days...July 3. Funny thing is I still work for the same company and all I hear now is the "we knew it" from my co-workers. Oh well. We''re happy and that''s all that matters. Hopefully our kidis--now 15 and 8 will be happy too.....

 

[Matata]

I was divorced a year and tired of blind dates. Did not want to date anyone from work -- bachelors here are a rare breed -- so rare, in fact, that the single women on campus peruse the staff directory when it''s published each year to see whose spouse is no longer listed and the "fresh meat" frenzy begins.

Came home from work one day depressed by the lack of a social life, drank a large amount of wine, opened the newspaper and saw the personals section. Buoyed by the wine, I put an add in the paper: DF seeks man with functioning sense of humour. Then I called some of the "get to know me" numbers and listened to the personal messages. One of the men was an arrogant SOB who fancied himself the catch of the century. Said he wanted someone who wasn''t intimidated by his success. My inner Gloria Steinem was awakened. Still under the influence of alcohol, I left a scathing message that is inappropriate to repeat here.

In the meantime, every Sunday morning as I sat reading the paper, I noticed a handsome man jogging by my house. Hmmmm, I thought, what could I do to meet someone such as he? Was he single? Maybe I could be out raking the front yard and accidently trip him to open up a conversation...

Weeks go by and one evening I find a message on my phone from someone answering my ad. He was well known doctor in the community so it was easy for me to check out his background to make sure he was a decent human being. I decided to call him back and we had a long initial conversation during which we discovered we had many similar interests. Midway through it, I started to feel something wasn''t right and soon realized that his voice was the same as the arrogant SOB I left the uncomplimentary message for. He recognized my voice at the same moment. Loooooong pause in the conversation.....awkward laughter......and then he said that after he listened to the message I''d left, he vowed that he wouldn''t call me if I were the last woman on earth. We decided to meet to see if our impressions of each other were correct.

Fast forward to the first date. Because I had checked out his background, we arranged for him to pick me up at my house. The doorbell rings and who is standing there but the handsome guy who jogs by my house every Sunday morning. A million thoughts raced through my head....maybe he lost something on his jog and was asking folks in the neighborhood if they''d found it; maybe, heaven forbid, he wanted to tell me what I pervert I was for leering at him through the curtains every Sunday.

Turns out that arrogant SOB and cute jogging man are one and the same. He lived one block over from me. His arrogance actually masked a very shy personality. We hit it off on the first date and it''s been nearly perfect since.

 

[laughinggravy]

Matata - that''s a great story. I love the fact that you had two coincidences happening there! Cool,
A

 

[flower12]

via my father.
my fater met my DH inside of Air plane .both was on business trip
my father did invite DH to my parent's house then one day he showed up my parent's house.
at that time I just got divorce and I coudn't speak ANY English and not intrested with american men at all.
I did pretty much ignore him back then . however he came to see me once every 2 weeks from USA.
this is my second ( first married is worked only for couple month

)married and 3rd married for DH.
now we have 4 dougther's and one son.( which age 3years - 19 one in college )

 

[msb700]

I had met my husband online on a local BBS forum!! he was basically the ''rebel'' on the forum, who didn''t care what ppl thought of him and what he was doing...i then started to give him the cold shoulder coz he just annoyed the world out of me...I guess that intrigued him! So he kept Private Messaging me till I got fed up and changed my nick name....Apparently he was very depressed when i no longer signed on and had told his friend (who I knew quite well from the forum) that he missed me and he was sorry for bugging me and hoped that i would come back online...(even though he had a feeling that I was still online under a different alias!)

I felt horrible and decided to get back on and clue him on the secret and that in fact it was me all along with my new alias...and the rest is history...we celebrated our 10 year anniversary from the day we started going out early this month..

. we were both 15 back then...We got married last April and i couldn''t be much happier!!!!

 

[MissAva]

Oh I like yours! How many people here are with someone they met in HS age?