Not true. In fact, it's pretty pessimistic to think your current life can't be improved upon.
How did you meet your sweetie?
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Not true. In fact, it's pretty pessimistic to think your current life can't be improved upon.
We have the same anniversary. Sept. 6 is the day I met my girlfriend. I'll bet your glad your friend told you Mikki likes you, seems you were a little slow to pick up all the hints.
I'm a geek. Why on Earth would you think I'd get a hint?
Besides my first relationship lasted about 3 months and ended very badly. So badly in fact that it involved a shrink and medication. Granted I had many other issues to deal with but that was the proverbial straw. I had a very rough time with dating before I met Mikki. My first date ever(the beginning of the bad relationship) was actually the day of my college graduation(10 Sep. 2005). My first kiss was a week shy of my 21st birthday(first week of Oct 2005). That one frequently told me she loved me. I wanted to marry her. Somewhere during that time a guy came back into her life who had been her best friend but walked away for a few years. I was summarily tossed aside like a piece of garbage after they had been secretly dating for a few weeks. I was told the reason it failed was MY fault even though I was the one cheated on, lied to, manipulated, led on and used(monetarily and emotionally; never got past first base, mutual decision). Losing my job a year later was a direct result of the way she treated me as it pushed me over the brink to suffer a mental break down and she knew I had emotional issues when we got together which is how she was able to manipulate me.
I was always a target of bullying throughout school some of it came from girls in the form of false interest just to humiliate me. Heck, my first hug from a non-related female was when I was a freshman in HS so you can see why I'd have problems picking up clues. I still have problems with it today and unintentionally piss my wife off.
I am a much happier and well adjusted person today. I haven't seen the shrink in several years nor have I been on medication although I still do have short term anxiety attacks now and again (half a day long at most) or depressive episodes(less than a week at a stretch, months apart). Although I am miserable during those times I can still function like a normal human being unlike during my mental break where I couldn't even leave my apartment for days at a time.
I met my sweetie at a beachside bar in Florida. We were introduced by a mutual friend. A week later I asked her out, and we'll be married eight years in May, and have a four-year-old boy and an 18-month-old girl.
So who says you can't really meet girls in bars?
So who says you can't really meet girls in bars?
I got a job in the B.Dalton Bookseller where she worked. She was the magazine manager. She showed up for work a few minutes after I did on my first day. The store was not open yet and I went and asked the manager if it was OK to let her in. This annoyed her. Later we began to flirt. She first began to take me seriously after she was talking about her love for animals and held up a magazine cover with an odd looking cat on it and asked me to identify it, and I knew it was an ocelot. Our first date was seeing the movie "Link" about an evil killer chimpanzee. Our fist stay-at-home date was watching STIII:TSFS on video. She not only enjoyed the film but had seen TWOK in the theater and knew what was going on... so I passed her test and she passed mine. Later we discovered that she had been reading my humorous, mean-spirited editorials in the college paper skewering student government and cheerleaders and the like and had been a "fan" of mine before she ever met me. We lived together for about five years, then in 1992 got married before a judge in Los Angeles who did a quick ceremony in between hearing cases. The judge came into her chambers and married us wearing fuzzy pink slippers, apropos of nothing.
She's smarter than me, I'm funnier than her. Together we mock the world.
She's smarter than me, I'm funnier than her. Together we mock the world.
No worries. My civility and disinclination to have at are frequently mistaken for the ability to do so.
We met each other on the train and offered to "due away" with each others "problems" but then some birds attacked and Jimmy Stewart caught us just before he freaked out from falling out a window.
Or did I dream that?
Or did I dream that?
I met my girlfriend at work. I was brand new, and hadn't met the entire staff yet. I knew there was one more person on the schedule, a girl, who I had not met yet, and a my single-male brain hoped she would be cute.
Boy, did my wish come true. I still have a vivid and accurate memory of the first moment I saw her as she walked into the building. I think my manager was showing me how to do something, but for the life of me I can't remember what it was. I'm sure it had to be explained to me again later, because I was completely drawn to her as she walked in. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. We ended up working together that night, talking about movies, music, TV, etc. and finding out we had a lot in common. We shared our distaste for Apple products and found out we both owned Zune MP3 players (if you own one you probably know how rare it can be to find a fellow owner). I knew that very day that I wanted to get to know her better and eventually ask her out.
Well, that plan quickly stumbled upon a roadblock. The next day we worked together, a guy walked in and started talking to her in a very familiar way. There was still one guy on the schedule I hadn't met yet, so I asked her if he worked there. No, she said, that was her boyfriend.
Well, shit.
I was pretty disappointed. She even tells me to this day she saw the disappointment on my face, and was at the time a little confused by it. It all became clear to her later on.
So, I was basically living out the Pam & Jim storyline from The Office. I would work with her constantly, which was great. We would have really good times working together...but that meant I also had to deal with seeing her boyfriend come in bringing her lunch or just visiting. I was able to watch those certain episodes of The Office with a new appreciation for what Jim was going through, because I too was falling for a girl I worked with who was already in a relationship. A 3 1/2 year long relationship.
I knew I couldn't try to break them up, as I'm just not that kind of person...until I discovered what sort of relationship they had. As she and I became closer friends, she told me something she hadn't even told her parents. Her boyfriend was abusive, both emotionally and physically. He would lose his temper and had hit her several times in the past. He would also threaten to hurt her or himself if she ever tried to leave him. The emotional abuse left her with a diminished sense of self-worth and she ended up thinking that he was as good as she could get.
After learning of this, I suggested she tell more people about this, and get away from him. This was around the time that I revealed to her that I had feelings for her...but made it clear to her that regardless of whether or not she wanted to be with me, that I thought she needed to get away from him. It took her some time to muster the courage, but one night she finally told him it was over. He, of course, flew off the handle and nearly attacked her once again. The drama ended with him threatening to drive his car on the wrong side of the freeway and kill himself, but as I expected, he was full of shit and wound up begging for her back.
Some time passed after they broke up, and she wound up revealing that she too had feelings for me. She was grateful to have me in her life to boost her confidence and show her that she really was worth more than she was allowing herself. We had already become close friends through that time and are now best friends and have been together for 10 months with definite plans for the future.
Boy, did my wish come true. I still have a vivid and accurate memory of the first moment I saw her as she walked into the building. I think my manager was showing me how to do something, but for the life of me I can't remember what it was. I'm sure it had to be explained to me again later, because I was completely drawn to her as she walked in. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. We ended up working together that night, talking about movies, music, TV, etc. and finding out we had a lot in common. We shared our distaste for Apple products and found out we both owned Zune MP3 players (if you own one you probably know how rare it can be to find a fellow owner). I knew that very day that I wanted to get to know her better and eventually ask her out.
Well, that plan quickly stumbled upon a roadblock. The next day we worked together, a guy walked in and started talking to her in a very familiar way. There was still one guy on the schedule I hadn't met yet, so I asked her if he worked there. No, she said, that was her boyfriend.
Well, shit.
I was pretty disappointed. She even tells me to this day she saw the disappointment on my face, and was at the time a little confused by it. It all became clear to her later on.
So, I was basically living out the Pam & Jim storyline from The Office. I would work with her constantly, which was great. We would have really good times working together...but that meant I also had to deal with seeing her boyfriend come in bringing her lunch or just visiting. I was able to watch those certain episodes of The Office with a new appreciation for what Jim was going through, because I too was falling for a girl I worked with who was already in a relationship. A 3 1/2 year long relationship.
I knew I couldn't try to break them up, as I'm just not that kind of person...until I discovered what sort of relationship they had. As she and I became closer friends, she told me something she hadn't even told her parents. Her boyfriend was abusive, both emotionally and physically. He would lose his temper and had hit her several times in the past. He would also threaten to hurt her or himself if she ever tried to leave him. The emotional abuse left her with a diminished sense of self-worth and she ended up thinking that he was as good as she could get.
After learning of this, I suggested she tell more people about this, and get away from him. This was around the time that I revealed to her that I had feelings for her...but made it clear to her that regardless of whether or not she wanted to be with me, that I thought she needed to get away from him. It took her some time to muster the courage, but one night she finally told him it was over. He, of course, flew off the handle and nearly attacked her once again. The drama ended with him threatening to drive his car on the wrong side of the freeway and kill himself, but as I expected, he was full of shit and wound up begging for her back.
Some time passed after they broke up, and she wound up revealing that she too had feelings for me. She was grateful to have me in her life to boost her confidence and show her that she really was worth more than she was allowing herself. We had already become close friends through that time and are now best friends and have been together for 10 months with definite plans for the future.
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I met my girlfriend at work. I was brand new, and hadn't met the entire staff yet. I knew there was one more person on the schedule, a girl, who I had not met yet, and a my single-male brain hoped she would be cute.
Boy, did my wish come true. I still have a vivid and accurate memory of the first moment I saw her as she walked into the building. I think my manager was showing me how to do something, but for the life of me I can't remember what it was. I'm sure it had to be explained to me again later, because I was completely drawn to her as she walked in. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. We ended up working together that night, talking about movies, music, TV, etc. and finding out we had a lot in common. We shared our distaste for Apple products and found out we both owned Zune MP3 players (if you own one you probably know how rare it can be to find a fellow owner). I knew that very day that I wanted to get to know her better and eventually ask her out.
Well, that plan quickly stumbled upon a roadblock. The next day we worked together, a guy walked in and started talking to her in a very familiar way. There was still one guy on the schedule I hadn't met yet, so I asked her if he worked there. No, she said, that was her boyfriend.
Well, shit.
I was pretty disappointed. She even tells me to this day she saw the disappointment on my face, and was at the time a little confused by it. It all became clear to her later on.
So, I was basically living out the Pam & Jim storyline from The Office. I would work with her constantly, which was great. We would have really good times working together...but that meant I also had to deal with seeing her boyfriend come in bringing her lunch or just visiting. I was able to watch those certain episodes of The Office with a new appreciation for what Jim was going through, because I too was falling for a girl I worked with who was already in a relationship. A 3 1/2 year long relationship.
I knew I couldn't try to break them up, as I'm just not that kind of person...until I discovered what sort of relationship they had. As she and I became closer friends, she told me something she hadn't even told her parents. Her boyfriend was abusive, both emotionally and physically. He would lose his temper and had hit her several times in the past. He would also threaten to hurt her or himself if she ever tried to leave him. The emotional abuse left her with a diminished sense of self-worth and she ended up thinking that he was as good as she could get.
After learning of this, I suggested she tell more people about this, and get away from him. This was around the time that I revealed to her that I had feelings for her...but made it clear to her that regardless of whether or not she wanted to be with me, that I thought she needed to get away from him. It took her some time to muster the courage, but one night she finally told her it was over. He, of course, flew off the handle and nearly attacked her once again. The drama ended with him threatening to drive his car on the wrong side of the freeway and kill himself, but as I expected, he was full of shit and wound up begging for her back.
Some time passed after they broke up, and she wound up revealing that she too had feelings for me. She was grateful to have me in her life to boost her confidence and show her that she really was worth more than she was allowing herself. We had already become close friends through that time and are now best friends and have been together for 10 months with definite plans for the future.
BRA-VO
I never would have asked how you two met even though you always look happy together (meaning very content, a good match, etc). It's nice to see that for once, the nice guy got the girl, and especially got her away from an abuser.
Yeah, it really worked out well in the end. The guy apparently hates me and to this day claims that I "stole her" from him...but I couldn't care less about what he thinks of me. Besides, the fact that he sees her as property that someone can steal from him shows pretty clearly what he thought of her.
I met my girlfriend at work. I was brand new, and hadn't met the entire staff yet. I knew there was one more person on the schedule, a girl, who I had not met yet, and a my single-male brain hoped she would be cute.
Boy, did my wish come true. I still have a vivid and accurate memory of the first moment I saw her as she walked into the building. I think my manager was showing me how to do something, but for the life of me I can't remember what it was. I'm sure it had to be explained to me again later, because I was completely drawn to her as she walked in. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. We ended up working together that night, talking about movies, music, TV, etc. and finding out we had a lot in common. We shared our distaste for Apple products and found out we both owned Zune MP3 players (if you own one you probably know how rare it can be to find a fellow owner). I knew that very day that I wanted to get to know her better and eventually ask her out.
Well, that plan quickly stumbled upon a roadblock. The next day we worked together, a guy walked in and started talking to her in a very familiar way. There was still one guy on the schedule I hadn't met yet, so I asked her if he worked there. No, she said, that was her boyfriend.
Well, shit.
I was pretty disappointed. She even tells me to this day she saw the disappointment on my face, and was at the time a little confused by it. It all became clear to her later on.
So, I was basically living out the Pam & Jim storyline from The Office. I would work with her constantly, which was great. We would have really good times working together...but that meant I also had to deal with seeing her boyfriend come in bringing her lunch or just visiting. I was able to watch those certain episodes of The Office with a new appreciation for what Jim was going through, because I too was falling for a girl I worked with who was already in a relationship. A 3 1/2 year long relationship.
I knew I couldn't try to break them up, as I'm just not that kind of person...until I discovered what sort of relationship they had. As she and I became closer friends, she told me something she hadn't even told her parents. Her boyfriend was abusive, both emotionally and physically. He would lose his temper and had hit her several times in the past. He would also threaten to hurt her or himself if she ever tried to leave him. The emotional abuse left her with a diminished sense of self-worth and she ended up thinking that he was as good as she could get.
After learning of this, I suggested she tell more people about this, and get away from him. This was around the time that I revealed to her that I had feelings for her...but made it clear to her that regardless of whether or not she wanted to be with me, that I thought she needed to get away from him. It took her some time to muster the courage, but one night she finally told him it was over. He, of course, flew off the handle and nearly attacked her once again. The drama ended with him threatening to drive his car on the wrong side of the freeway and kill himself, but as I expected, he was full of shit and wound up begging for her back.
Some time passed after they broke up, and she wound up revealing that she too had feelings for me. She was grateful to have me in her life to boost her confidence and show her that she really was worth more than she was allowing herself. We had already become close friends through that time and are now best friends and have been together for 10 months with definite plans for the future.
That's wonderful that she both found an out and found you on the other side. Just out of curiosity was that picture of you two taken at Lefty O'Doul's?
Nope, sadly we haven't been there yet. That was taken at a place called Crogen's in Walnut Creek. We'll be at the Giants FanFest on Saturday.
This is an ex-sweetie, but the only one that counts. We were both working at St. Margaret's Hospital; I was the Assistant Director of UR/QI and she was a Social Worker at St. Mary's Home, where my Mother worked as the receptionist. After work one day, I discovered I had a flat tire, so I changed it. My Mother's office was right near the garage, so I went in to see if there was a place I could wash up. My Mom directed me toward the bathroom, which turned out to be unisex because I nearly bumped into Charlotte coming out as I was going in. Mom introduced me to her, and I started to shake her hand, remembered it was quite dirty and said I'd catch up with her later. So, after I washed up, I went down to her office, shook her hand, and we chatted for a few minutes. Shortly after that, I got involved in a project collecting data for a State grant at St. Mary's and would see her almost daily. That Christmas, I gave her a gift certificate for a date and we went to see Driving Miss Daisy. The rest is History. Literally. But, seventeen years after the last time we saw each other, we still keep in touch my mail a couple of times a year.
Damn, I was hoping no one would notice me.
I've been braving the Andes rescuing wild pumas from rabid gorillas?
The government put me under witness protection because I can actually tell "I can't believe it's not butter" from butter?
Aliens appeared at my door and recruited me to stop their worst enemies from trying to destroy the universe with a black hole bomb?
Or, a new house, new puppy, and new venture of making soaps shaped like organs has been sucking up all my time. The twitter too.
Thought I'd finally poke my head in and see if anyone remembered me.
Met mr trampledamage at university. We were both members of the role-playing society, he spotted me first (but that was easier since there are very few girls at the society!) and one time he saw me in the library, walked behind me and said as he passed "don't study too hard, your brain will melt".
Been together for 19 years, married for 10 of them.
One Valentine's Day while I was working in a book store, mr trampledamage bought me shortbread hearts. I was the envy of every girl in the store
First off, of course we remember you - you haven't been gone that long!
Second, soaps shaped like organs? Do you have a web-site? I'd love to buy some.
Been together for 19 years, married for 10 of them.
One Valentine's Day while I was working in a book store, mr trampledamage bought me shortbread hearts. I was the envy of every girl in the store
First off, of course we remember you - you haven't been gone that long!
Second, soaps shaped like organs? Do you have a web-site? I'd love to buy some.
^ Yeah it's the one in my sig. We just got started a few weeks ago. My husband makes the molds and I make the soaps. And you never know, it's been what at least 6 months or so. Plenty of time for me to come back and pretend I'm really a noob right? I can totally go undercover.
I remember I met my high school girlfriend in zoology class while we were dissecting a shark. Quite a way to break the ice, huh? 
blab - how could I forget a fellow Midwesterner? At least you know what I mean when I say I ate at Runza.
blab - how could I forget a fellow Midwesterner? At least you know what I mean when I say I ate at Runza.
I suddenly feel so loved
*wonders if Grape Boy or Holdy will realize I'm around*
*wonders if Grape Boy or Holdy will realize I'm around*
Oh it's you again, the one with the cute little dogs and things...
Hi again, blab!
Hi again, blab!
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