I had just broken up with a boyfriend and went to a friend’s house for an end of the semester college party. He lived in an apt, and I knew the guys who lived in the duplex behind the fence.
I went over to say hi, was pretty loaded, and it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to go up to this strange guy and give him a hug.
The rest is history.
At karaoke, when we had both wagged school.
In a technical theatre class called “The Art of Stagecraft”. He was (and in many ways still is) your typical, somewhat average computer geek. Came into class with shoes that were held together by duct tape, ripped jeans, wrinkled shirt, hadn’t shaved, long mullet-y hairdo that was all over the place from driving in his convertible with the top down, huge Streisand-like honker and to top it all off…brown hornrim glasses with Coke-bottle lenses. Needless to say I was not impressed. It wasn’t love at first sight. Hell, it wasn’t even * like* at first sight. But over the course of that first month in school, he managed to win me over by taking me out to lunch as well as helping me with my props mistress duties for the first show of the season, “Little Shop of Horrors”. Then,after about 6 weeks, we went out for the first time and the rest is history. 
IDBB
At a party held by a mutual online friend of ours, that we had both met through an L.A. based chat room (sorta like a dopefest, in a way). We ended up sitting next to each other at the party, and struck up a conversation. It’s hard to believe that was almost 5 years ago.
ChiDope.
I was working here and my future wife was one of my regular customers. She approached me first, after we had been flirting/eyeing each other for weeks. One day she came up to me and said “Hi, I’m Naomi” I said “I know” (I had to read her ID everytime she came in), and the rest is history. We married less than 4 years later.
I met my wife for the first time at the front door of her apartment. I placed an ad in a Little Nickel Classified paper and a week later got an envelope with 7 letters in it. Hers was the only one with a picture in it so I opened it first and called her later that evening. She was actually the third date I went on. The first one was a control freak and the second thought sitting in a tavern every night was a good thing. I took out a couple others but nothing clicked. What really attracted me to her was my world was in total choas at the time, my mother had just died and my union went out on strike against my employer. She was very understanding and really helped me through some tough times. I was later able to help her out of a bad situation and as they say, the rest is history. We have been married a little over 12 years now (despite my sister’s warnings) and I don’t see any reason we won’t be together till we’re both old and wrinkled. We have a running bet on who is going to have to wipe the others butt first, hopefully that is many years from now.
Point of Order: There is no such thing as “a shirt that exposes a bit too much”.
My wife and I met by phone. She was in California and I was in Washington. She was involved with my older brother, who came to stay with me for a couple of months between jobs. She called regularly to talk to him, and when he wasn’t there she would talk with me.
Dan went back to CA and their relationship ended. We continued to talk though, and she flew up to visit (she was already thinking of moving up here). We fell in love, we married, and we’ve been miserable together ever since. :rolleyes:
Currently unattatched (again) but I met all my wives in traffic jams. There’s just something women like about a pick up man.
while i was at work.
flight 1304
On a blind date.
Her best friend, (Shirley), was always talking about her,(Joyce).
Shirley’s description of Joyce made her sound like fun, but clumsy, (she had a bad summer), indivigual. I asked about meeting Joyce, and Shirley set us up. The date went well, until I took her home. The front passenger seat fully reclined for no real reason. She tells people I planned it that way. After 9 years of marriage I just smile at this idea.
Wow, I didn’t think there was another like me - I met my wife in Analytical Chemistry.
Hmmmm… seeing that so many people have hooked up here…
perhaps I shoulda included that I’m single again.
Mrs. Stranger?
My brother was dating her best friend.
brother and said best friend set us up on blind date.
been married 13 years now.
(don’t know why she puts up with me…I’m a mean, ornery cuss!)
OUT
I was working as a life guard, which is actually pretty boring a lot of the time. But a friend of mine named Mabel would hang around, and we would sing songs from our high school choir class.
She was an alto, and I was a bass, so it did sound a bit peculiar, as we were singing parts.
Anyway, a friend of hers started to come to the pool, and sing soprano with us. I didn’t really pay much attention, until she started hanging around after the singing and we would talk. About everything. After a while I realized I really liked her conversation in addition to her sopranic abilities. So we started dating.
After many years of being together, we still have lots to talk about.
Sleeping on my living room floor. But that’s not as odd as it sounds. She was with friends of mine who were in town and my roommate had invited them to crash on our couch/chair/floor/whatever was avialable for the crashing. We hit it off and started talking on the phone when she went home a few days later (I lived in Austin, she lived north of DFW). Soon, we were racking up huge long distance bills and putting a lot of miles on our cars visiting each other on the weekends. Things went from there, and now we’ve been married almost 4 years and are expecting our first child in July.
At a Star Trek club (yes, I’m one of them).
Bentley’s coffee house in Tucson, AZ… back when it was in Geronimo Plaza, before it started to suck.
At a biker/rugby bar where a friend’s band was playing. On Halloween. She came as an 8-year old with pigtails and a TommyTippy cup full of beer. I used to work with my friend’s wife and she invited me to come to the show that night. It was a total setup. Married 13 1/2 years and counting.
-mdf