What did you think of your SO when you first met him/her?

I don’t remember meeting him. He remembers: he had come over to our mutual friend’s house with his girlfriend at the time, and I was there eating Doritos.

Fast forward a number of years. He was no longer with the girlfriend. I was single again too. There was this weekly event that I liked to attend with my friends, but I always had trouble finding people to go with so I started going by myself. I had this idea that I would meet a man there. He always went too (with his friends) so I hung out with him when I was there. I remember considering his dating potential, and thinking that he’s (a) really awesomely cool and (b) not out hitting on everyone and looking to get laid, and most guys like that either have girlfriends or are celibate or something, so I concluded that he probably wasn’t available.

We spent time together there together every week for the entire summer. And for some reason none of the other men at this event were particularly interesting to me. Meanwhile, I was going on unsuccessful internet dates. One day I went straight from one of these unsuccessful dates to the weekly event and as soon as I saw him there, I reconsidered my earlier conclusion (with the knowledge that he was single, if not obviously out looking) and said to myself “what the fuck am I wasting my time with these online idiots for? Why don’t I date this guy?” Thus was the idea planted, and it was at that moment that I noticed that he appeared to fancy me too.

So another few months later we finally got it together. We’re slow.

No love at first sight here. He was my boyfriend’s roommate, and I was more than a little intimidated by him. He had a caustic wit and sense of humor, and I found him hilarious but was always secretly terrified he might turn that wit on me. He was (and is) extremely intelligent and quick-witted, and I was really impressed by it.

Over the years, he has mellowed where mostly that quick, biting wit is only unleashed - like claws - in my presence, against other people of course, and I still love it as much as ever. Sometimes I think people would melt like the Wicked Witch if they knew what lay behind his polite, well-mannered exterior.

“Cripes, someone quiet those kids down…”

First meeting, she was the nine-year-old kid sister of a buddy of mine. Fast forward a decade, and it was “That’s you’re kid sister? Daaaamn, she done grown up. Oh, calm down…it’s not like anything is going to happen, man”.

Well, except for 9+ amazing years of marriage and a wonderful daughter, that is.

That he was good looking, clean cut, honest, upright, and nervous like hell. We met through eHarmony, so the first face-to-face meeting was sort of stressful. For him :wink:

I remember thinking that she was out of my league. She probably was & probably still is, but we have been married for over 22 years now.

The first time I saw my husband, I thought to myself “Now, that’s what a man looks like.” I still feel that way, 16 years later.

I thought she was cute, but jailbait :slight_smile: It turns out that she was really 8 years older than I thought she was, but I never asked her out at the time since I wrote her off as verboten.

We went our separate ways and randomly crossed paths 2 years later. It came up that she had always been “of legal wrasslin’ and tusslin’ age” and after an immediate :smack: on my part, I asked her out to coffee. The rest is history.

I thought she was cute, but TAs aren’t supposed to date their students. I waited until the semester was over, then waited another year for good measure, then struck.

All of my “this man is interesting” radar went off at once, and I spent the next couple of months learning that he was actually single and that he was also interested. We moved really slowly (for me) despite friends on both sides encouraging us, saying that we’d make a great couple.

Turns out we did make a great couple indeed; we got married three weeks and two days ago. Best leap I ever made in my life, coming flat out and telling him I was interested.

The first time I met him in person (we met online) I thought he seemed very comfortable in his own skin. He told jokes and talked about his family and asked questions about me and my life. We went to the Bon Jovi concert in Central Park and we didn’t have a single awkward pause in the conversation despite the fact that we were together for more than 8 hours. He rode the subway with me to take me home despite the fact that it was an hour out of his way and while we were making out on my apartment stoop I told him I thought it was quite possibly the best first date ever. He said, “I’m glad I’m not the only one who thinks so!” :smiley:

Before I moved to Santa Fe to become a Santo, they hosted an annual Fiesta 10s tournament (a 10s tourny is where there are ten people to a side, as opposed to 15).

A guy I used to play Ninja Turtles with, a couple years younger than me, who lived about 1/2 a mile from my parents house when we were growing up, went to NMSU. He started playing rugby there, and his parents came to watch him play in his first tournament. His cousin had been visiting our hometown, and came up to the tournament with them.

I said hello and chatted with her uncle and aunt for a bit, but didn’t really have the chance to talk with her. I thought she was really cute, but didn’t think much of it since they didn’t go to the social after the tournament. A few days later, my old friend called me and said that she had asked him to give me her number. I was floored. First, because she had the audacity to ask her cousin to give me her number, and second because he actually did it.

The first time we ever got together, I thought she kissed like a total fish. I still tease her now, her excuse is that she’s much more comfortable with me now. It was a fun first kiss, though, we were cuddling on her bed watching EuroTrip. It was just the right amount of awkward and suspenseful.

Turned out that her parents and my parents live less than a mile from each other (this is in a very rural area, there’s at most twenty houses between ours), so it made things a lot easier, since we could get together on the holidays, since our colleges were two hours apart.

As things progressed, I found out part of the reason she liked me was because I was a “bad boy”. I haven’t done very many illegal things, but boy do I have some stories! I liked her because she put up with all my stories, and was even there when some of the more exciting ones originated. We’ve been together off and on for about four years now (mostly off, but solely because of the distance), but I get to go see her for five days this weekend!

We haven’t really considered anything in the future until very recently. It’s always been hard because we’ve lived at least two hours apart. I’m in grad school and she’s in med school, so we’ve decided we’re probably going to be together in the future, but we’re both more logical than we are emotional (usually), so we’ve decided to wait to be together for good until at least I’m done with grad school (she just started).

Hope this thread stayed on-topic enough for the OP. :slight_smile: