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How did you meet your sweetie?

High school. He claims we met junior year, but I don't remember him at at all. I think I was too busy crushing on one of his friends! We had a class together senior year but by the time we got to be friends, I was dating someone else. The ex and I broke up a year later when we left for college and ten days later, I was with my husband.
 
Like many here my wife and I met during our school years. The only thing was it was different schools. We were both seniors - me at the University of Florida and her at Eastside High School.

She lived with her sister next door to me and I went over to borrow some butter and sugar. She was there, but I didn't know and I just let myself in to get the things I need (her sister knew and didn't care). After the screaming died down we had a laugh about it.

I was taking Spanish and having problems. She is a native speaker and offered to tutor me. We got to know each other well (too well her sister said).

Our first date we had to have a chaperone so her sister's husband went along. After bring her home sober and the chaperone passed out drunk, we never needed an escort again.

We dated constantly until we were married one year after we met. That was 24 years ago this coming August.

(and I never did learn Spanish, it was easier to just get a live-in translator)
 
I know I've told this story a million times but here it is again...

I met my sweetie at a media/fan fiction convention. He was the A.V. guy, and I had been sent down to the media room to drop off some video tapes. I sat in the room watching the videos and there was hardly anyone else there. I was bored out of my skull, because I was NOT really into the convention at all, and he was bored silly because he had volunteered only because a friend was running the convention and needed help. Unfortunately, we were both unaware that major focus of the convention was slash fan fic, which really rather mortified both of us to no end. And my poor sweetie was literally the ONLY adult male there.

We were both huge sci fi nerds so we starting comparing what shows we liked and why, what conventions we'd been to, etc. I figured that I'd never see this guy again, so why not just be myself. I remember later grumbling to the convention runner that the only real fun I had that weekend was talking to the AV guy.

Before I drove off, I though, "Maybe I should go back and give that guy my number?" But then I thought that would just look too pathetic, so I left, thinking that was the end of it. I had completely given up on finding anyone, so I just put it out of my mind.

Then, back home, the convention runner sent me an email saying that the AV guy wanted my email address and if it was OK for her to pass it along. I replied something very subtle like "HELL YES!"

We started emailing, and then calling, and then our first actual date happened when he made the 3.5 hour drive to my town for a the chance to take me out to dinner. Instead of flowers, he brought me his own freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. I showed him around my town and we went to Dave & Busters at night. He was very gentlemanly and said it was a no-pressure date. He gave me a kiss goodnight and asked if I wanted to come to his town some weekend for a visit. I said I'd think about it.

Our sixth anniversary will be in March. :)
 
I met my wife in high school during our junior year. We dated steadily until I graduated from college. This September we'll be celebrating our 33rd wedding anniversary to go along with the six years of dating prior to that.
 
All the stories are great, but DarkJourney's brought a tear to my eye. (Despite the pointy ears, I'm a romantic at heart.)
 
My wife and I met our first week at college; well actually, it was before classes even started. We both got a job washing dishes in the cafeteria of one of the on-campus dorms. I wouldn't say it was love at first sight. We worked together for several months before and dated a couple of times before I left for 2 years. We wrote a little during that time. When I came back she was still working there, but had moved to another part of the kitchen. I came back to work, also working in the kitchen and that was when we really started dating. We got married a few months later and have now been married for nearly 14 years and have 5 children to show for it.
 
It was through someone we knew, in midst of an on-campus protest blockade when I came to town for a medical check up for a job just before I moved to Maryland from Cincinnati. That was almost four years ago. We barely spoke and it was like that for the next several years.

A little over two years later, I lost my job and decided to return to school within a week of losing my old job (the same one the medical check up was for). In one of my visits on campus with some professors from the Education department for my praxis test scores and other preparations, I had lunch with some people in the lounge. I had my dog (the real Finn) with me. The people who was keeping an eye on him while I was getting couldn't get my dog calm.

I don't remember her that day, but she said she came up to them and grabbed the leash and managed to calm down the dog. The real Finn listened to her quickly. It was around that time she had ended a silly relationship and a beloved uncle had passed away. She apparently started thinking about me.

So when I got back to school the January of last year, she wanted to see and get to know me, something we never did before. Before we knew it, we were deeply in love. This month is the first annisversary of our relationship. We have been engaged for seven months. We will be married in the spring of 2011.
 
I met my girlfriend by accident.

She was on her way to a roval companies show across the road from my then day job. I was getting spotted by wrestling fans all day and trying to hide as I hate mixing real life with fantasy/work... but one managed to find my fat ass at the sweet stall. I went in character, and a girl with the fan found me amusing.

...she then showed up at a show I was working on and was backstage while I was conducting an interview. Somehow we ended up with each others numbers, and after a few messages back and forth we went out on a date and have been together since.

Not the best story in the world, but there it is.
 
Valentine's day is coming and I wondered about the wonderful wacky interesting stories about how we all met our sweeties!

:heavy groan and sigh:

It's so lovely when Valentine's Day comes and people get all lovey, mushy, nutty and make us lonley people feel like miserable shit.

Keep rubbing it in our faces, go ahead with your "sweeties" and "I wuv yous."
 
After being single all through high school and college I had all but given up. Then I got an internship doing a collections assessment at the City Archive while I was getting my Masters in Information Science. In addition to interns they also have volunteers there. At the orientation session, one of the new volunteers was a tall redhead, who I made a point to briefly talk to. Didn't know much about her at all, just had a gut feeling. I managed to cross paths with her again while we were working and asked her out. Our first date was April 1 last year. I'm amazed at how compatible we turned out to be considering how little I knew about her at the time.
 
Valentine's day is coming and I wondered about the wonderful wacky interesting stories about how we all met our sweeties!

:heavy groan and sigh:

It's so lovely when Valentine's Day comes and people get all lovey, mushy, nutty and make us lonley people feel like miserable shit.

Keep rubbing it in our faces, go ahead with your "sweeties" and "I wuv yous."

I'm sorry you're currently single and we don't intend to make you feel badly. Real lasting love is one of the things that make life bearable - we all wish the same happiness for you. Maybe you'll get some good/funny ideas at the very least.
 
Valentine's day is coming and I wondered about the wonderful wacky interesting stories about how we all met our sweeties!

:heavy groan and sigh:

It's so lovely when Valentine's Day comes and people get all lovey, mushy, nutty and make us lonley people feel like miserable shit.

Keep rubbing it in our faces, go ahead with your "sweeties" and "I wuv yous."

Says the guy who's afraid to ask a co-worker on a date.

Good Lord, dude. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Join your local Jaycees, volunteer at the library, offer to work at the Humane Society ... shit, join a book club. Christ Almighty. You're completely content to wallow within your self-pity, and you refuse to do anything to actually address it. It's not a matter of "having game," or being a "player," it's a matter of having enough self-confidence to present yourself as a decent person to a woman. That's all. It's a horrific cliche, and you've heard it before: You have to love yourself before you can love others. If you're so miserable with your existence, fix it.

Just because people are sharing their stories of getting together with their significant others doesn't mean they're "rubbing it in your face." If you honestly believe that, you need real help. If you think that people sharing their stories of getting together constitutes intentionally making you feel like "miserable shit," you have a ridiculous persecution complex going.
 
What a fun topic this is going to be reading!! ***applause*** to you OP!!

Dark Journey, what an amazingly sweet story yours is. I have to ask...do you see yourself marrying this girl? She sounds really awesome. And, i am offering myself to you as someone you can talk to on those days when you feel that dark cloud enveloping you. I've been doing pretty good with the depression but i do suffer from it too, so i get it. Anytime you might want to talk, I'm here.

Thank you Randi. Having people as sweet as you here makes the board one of the real pleasures that it is. Yes I do see myself marrying her. We're kind of "take it slow" people to say the least. We're still not even living together:lol:. There were times in the past and sometimes even now that I question whether it is the right thing. There is that stigma that is attached to the idea of marrying the first and only girl you have ever been with. There is a part of me that wonders "what I am missing out on". We fought very long and hard for our relationship though. It was a very rocky road the first couple of years. She was over-sensitive, and with all of my problems and fears and doubts I gave her plenty of reason to be sensitive. I think probably the most importan thing I have taken from our relationship though is seeing that sometimes you have to let go of vague dreams and fantasies of what might have been to realize there is something in front of you that is really wonderful and if you are willing to accept it that is all you really need to be happy.
 
Valentine's day is coming and I wondered about the wonderful wacky interesting stories about how we all met our sweeties!

:heavy groan and sigh:

It's so lovely when Valentine's Day comes and people get all lovey, mushy, nutty and make us lonley people feel like miserable shit.

Keep rubbing it in our faces, go ahead with your "sweeties" and "I wuv yous."


Just don't stay alone too long and become bitter about it. There is nothing that will guarantee you will stay lonely and alone then becoming too bitter about your situation. I know people like that and I fear I might have become one. There is no way to hide it and it becomes a terribly self-fulfilling prophecy.
 
Valentine's day is coming and I wondered about the wonderful wacky interesting stories about how we all met our sweeties!

:heavy groan and sigh:

It's so lovely when Valentine's Day comes and people get all lovey, mushy, nutty and make us lonley people feel like miserable shit.

Keep rubbing it in our faces, go ahead with your "sweeties" and "I wuv yous."

Says the guy who's afraid to ask a co-worker on a date.

Good Lord, dude. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Join your local Jaycees, volunteer at the library, offer to work at the Humane Society ... shit, join a book club. Christ Almighty. You're completely content to wallow within your self-pity, and you refuse to do anything to actually address it. It's not a matter of "having game," or being a "player," it's a matter of having enough self-confidence to present yourself as a decent person to a woman. That's all. It's a horrific cliche, and you've heard it before: You have to love yourself before you can love others. If you're so miserable with your existence, fix it.

Just because people are sharing their stories of getting together with their significant others doesn't mean they're "rubbing it in your face." If you honestly believe that, you need real help. If you think that people sharing their stories of getting together constitutes intentionally making you feel like "miserable shit," you have a ridiculous persecution complex going.

He's right about Valentine's Day, though. That day has nothing to do with love, it's just an excuse to sell cards, candy and flowers. It's not even celebrating a special occasion, it's just completely made up.

It's dangerous even to attached couples, since the implication is that if you don't buy all this shit for your sweetie, you don't love them enough (or at all). So it's used as a marketing gimmick and a guilt trip.

There's nothing that couples should do on Valentine's Day that they shouldn't also do every other day of the year.

As for us single people, though? I've tried to learn to ignore it. I don't view the day as much an attack on people like me (single people are obviously not in the target market anyway), but more like what I just said.

Oh well. As for this thread topic? My last GF - who I've talked about enough as it is :p - I met her through a friend. I remember our first date concerned mozzarella cheese sticks. :lol:
 
He's right about Valentine's Day, though. That day has nothing to do with love, it's just an excuse to sell cards, candy and flowers. It's not even celebrating a special occasion, it's just completely made up.

So what? It only affects you if you chose to let it do so... and that goes for being in or out of a relationship. If it's used by one party in a relationship as a guilt trip then it's a symptom, not a cause.

Anyway, I met my girlfriend online on a dating site this summer. So that's not all that noteworthy a story these days.
 
match.com

I was stuck working late on a Friday so I winked at her. She was new into town and hadn't yet met anyone to go out with so she responded. The rest is history in progress.
 
He's right about Valentine's Day, though. That day has nothing to do with love, it's just an excuse to sell cards, candy and flowers. It's not even celebrating a special occasion, it's just completely made up.

So what? It only affects you if you chose to let it do so... and that goes for being in or out of a relationship. If it's used by one party in a relationship as a guilt trip then it's a symptom, not a cause.

Like I said, I'm trying not to let it affect me. Do I sound angry? I'm not *complaining* that Valentine's Day is like this. I'm just pointing out the truth. I'm not bitter or vindictive when I point out that it is just a made-up holiday, an excuse to sell products. It's not celebrating anything. Not a person, not a specific occasion. Madison Avenue just seized upon the idea.

And like I also said, there's nothing that couples do on Valentine's Day that they shouldn't be doing all the time. The best time to buy a card, or flowers, or candy for someone is at totally random moments. When it's unexpected. It's a copout to do it on February 14th, because then it's expected - indeed, required.

I would have exactly the same attitude towards Valentine's Day if I was attached, or married, as I do now as a single guy.
 
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