I like your story too TV Time. 
Work seems to be the most popular place to meet a partner, which isn’t much help to me because I’m a gym and tramp coach and while I’m surrounded by males, most of them are aged between 5 and 11. Oh well!
The majors:
- On a bus. He rubbed up against me. Gross, huh?
- Wrong number. Sounded cute.
- I applied for a job as his bookkeeper. He said he wanted to paint me. While I posed and he painted. He expressed dissatisfaction with his work. Then he said (in an adorable British accent, half the reason I stayed with him for so long) “I know what’s wrong! We havent’ made love yet!” Melt.
- Online. Debating. He was a psycho right wing LDS nutjob. But way cute. I corrupted him.
- Online. Hot chat evolved.
And the final forever most important one: Online. Playing TeleArena.
My son, 18 years old at the time, kept insisting that he knew this woman that I “just had to meet”.
We’ve been together for 17 years now. Since then, there’s been a limit to how much that boy can get in Dad’s doghouse. 
I met my first wife at a bar/nightclub.
My second (and final) wife, I met in a creative writing class. We both liked science fiction, and it grew from there.
At work.
I think she felt sorry for me because I was a dorky guy from Hicksville who couldn’t get a date, including with people she tried to set me up with.
So. . . She decided to take matters into her own hands.
It’s been 15 years, now.
- At a party my roommate threw at our apartment.
- I was working at the college library and he was looking for a place to plug in his laptop.
- Online at Yahoo Personals—he’d posted an ad and I answered his by mistake, chatted with him and liked him, met him IRL and married him 2 years later.
Prom.
I’m a Senior in High School, as is he. Different high schools. I go to his prom with a friend of his as “just friends” (though I’m sure I made an impression, my friend and I went in handcuffs). We meet for the first time. I become friends with everyone at that prom table, including him, dating several of the guys, but not him, during the next couple of years. I see him at parties, movies, etc. we flirt. Eventually I marry someone else. Few years later, I get divorced.
We are on a committee for a Science Fiction convention together (Minicon). Become very good friends. One day he dumps his fiancee. Two weeks later, moves in with me.
We’d been friends nine years at that point. Prior to that, we’d only been single at the same time for forty five minutes - otherwise at least one of us had been dating, engaged to, or married to someone else the entire nine years (the forty five minutes, we actually were together, we were at the wedding of the guy I went to prom with).
Married going on eight years, two kids.
Ya see, there is this internet message board, no, not a chat room, where a bunch of smart people discuss questions, have debates, and share things. Yes, on the internet. And these people have parties and get-togethers all over the world. Yes, they meet face to face. Well, I met my wife at one of those parties in Chicago. No, I lived in Miami. No, she didn’t live in Chicago, she lived in Virginia. No, it is not a dating service, it is a message board. NOT a chat room. No, we didn’t MEET on the internet, we met in person. THEN we started dating later. No, Mom, e-mail is different from the internet.
At least that is how I’ve explained it dozens of times.
Before my wife? In no particular order:
Work, DopeFest, Friend of a Friend, Work, Roommate of a Friend, Work, through a guy at work, college neighbor, apartment neighbor.
I met my SO through an online dating service. He lives in Colorado and I live in Texas, but he said he simply had to send me an e-mail and introduce himself even though he knew I wouldn’t respond.
Well, I ignored most out-of-state e-mails, but his was so charming that I couldn’t ignore him. We chatted online for about two months before we met in person. We both flew in to a neutral city and met at the airport baggage claim for the first time.
I’m sorry for the cliche, but it truly was love at first sight.
We see each other about every three weeks. It will be a year soon and we’re hoping to be in one city permanently this year.
I met my boyfriend in first hour study hall my Sr. year oh high school. I became close friends with him over the next three years. I’m the one he could complain about girls to. Well after three and a half years he decided we should be more than friends. Oh and when we first tried kissing a few years back, he said kissing me felt odd. 
In rehab, baby.
Seriously, he was on his way out in a day or two when I was checking in. We became best friends and stayed that way for over a year, until one day we both realized “Oh my God, he’s/she’s the one!”
It was a great way to start out in a relationship- he knew all my secrets and bad habits, and wanted to marry me anyway!
8 years of marriage and counting, with two great kids and a really big dog. And both still sober 12 years later!
I met my wife at a place you might have heard of. It was here.
I met her at a Hardeez.
::gets kicked in the shin by Airman Doors::
OW! BUGGER!
Anyway. I drove down to see her in person after about two months of online talking and phone calls and such things. You may have seen her posting now and again, though the chances are pretty good, recently, that it’s me posting as her when I’ve forgotten to log myself out:)
This place really ought to start charging per couple-it-hooks-up. Server problems would cease to exist:D
Dread Pirate Jimbo and I met through love@aol.com. He liked my ad, we emailed, we talked on the phone, we met in person, we had a second date, and I think we’ve been together non-stop since about the second date (three years ago). Married Aug. 24, 2002. Don’t let anyone tell you internet personals don’t work - they worked jess’ fine for us.
Oh, BTW, that loveataol thing in my post isn’t really a link - stupid computer just thinks it is.
The Health inspector came into the bar/restaurant I was managing.
While in the walk in cooler,
Me: Are you Married?
HI: Not for a long time.
Me: Oh do I have someone for you…
HI: Not unless it’s you
Phone numbers were exchanged after I signed the violations sheet.
16 years plus together…still inspecting
We met when I joined a local Star Trek/science fiction club after the one I had been a member of folded. Started working together on the club newsletter, and then decided to share an apartment when she decided to move out of where she had been living but couldn’t afford her own place. Strictly platonic at first, at least on my part…after we got married I found out that she had been interested in me by then but hadn’t said anything, assuming that I would figure it out eventually (a two-by-four across the back of my head might have helped, as I’d always been fairly oblivious to that sort of thing).
My husband used to be my brother-in-law. He was married to my ex’s sister. They broke up. Me and ex broke up. I moved out of state. He married someone else. I dated for a million years. He broke up with his 2nd wife. I broke up with boyfriend. We’ve been together ever since.
She was a student, and my neighbor. Right before her big road trip to Texas her water pump went out. I replaced it for her. When she got back we started dating. After some “oil changes” we were married. It has been 9 years as of yesterday (12/22) and 13 years together.
At the gym, I worked there she came in to get a membership. I sold her a membership, put her on a workout program, and asked her for a date. She said yes, yada yada yada, we’ve been together 19 years, and have 3 kids.