Grad school…different majors, different years, showed up to a party instead of writing thesis, met, he called a few days later for a date. That was nearly 30 years ago. :x
I’m part of the met at work crowd.
We worked in the same workgroup and she lived a few blocks from another friend. The three of us hung out out and then my wife and I started dating about 5 months later.
We’ve been married for 24+ years.
We met on a blind date my Junior year in college. I had set her roommate up with my roommate (after an unsuccessful pickup attempt). Her roommate returned the favor. We were both hungover and it was an immediate connection. Married 25 years and going strong. Our roommates also married and we all moved 2500 miles and ended up living near each other after college as well.
I, too, met my husband in a bar. It was a bar attached to a bowling alley in Santa Barbara, Ca where I lived at the time. The bar had a live band and people would go there for Swing and Country/ Western Dancing. He asked me to dance and we were about at the same level of Swing Dance but he was a better two-stepper. At first we were dance partners and then we started dating. We dated for 3 years and will celebrate our 30th anniversary this year.
As I look back, I can’t believe that we would go dancing on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. We would be there for the first dance and stay till the last. We knew every bar and dance club from Santa Barbara to San Diego.
At the time I worked for an engineering firm and vowed I would never date or marry an engineer. As fate would have it, DH is a Mechanical engineer. Go figure.
Met my H nearly 40 years ago - my freshman year of college (his junior). We went to a co-op school, and we were in the group that did co-op first … so I worked before ever going to school, and I met H on the job. I still can’t believe he was interested in me (I was very awkward in those days).
I went to an engineering school, @Chumom. I have a soft spot for engineers!
Well, I guess I do too…
I’m hoping some wonderful young lady has a soft spot for my engineering son someday. I wish I could see his future post.
Met my DH at a Happy Hour 25 years ago. Fun times. My D16 is away at school - still dating her very first, one and only, HS boyfriend. Part of me hoped she would get to college, branch out and date a little bit, but she couldn’t be happier. 
So, here’s a tally of how folks met their partners of those who have replied. Seems like these are all doable in this day and age. A lot met in undergrad and that has probably changed quite a bit as the current generation is getting married at a later stage of like in general.
College:
Undergrad - 21
Grad School - 9
Met through friends/family, blind date or gatherings like parties, wedding, group backpacking trip, introduced on the street, etc. - 15
Work - 7
Bar - 4
Church - 2
Sports team through Jaycees - 2
Personal ads - 1
High school reunion - 1
Public transportation - 1
High school - 1
Theater involvement - 1
On the “Love Boat” :x - 1
Skiing -1
Watching a baseball game - 1
Serendipity (person answered the phone) - 1
Wake (assume this might actually belong in the family and friends category 
) - 1
Good summary @doschicos.
“a later stage of like in general”
Should read “later stage of life” but the original is probably accurate, too.
I met my wife our freshman year of college. She wanted nothing to do with me back then, beyond being friends. My two high school buddies came to visit me during their spring break that year and we happened to run into her on campus. I told them that was the girl I was going to marry. That was 29 years ago. We’ve been married for 21 years.
We were introduced by a friend of mine and coworker of his. I was resistant at first because I’d just gotten out of an unhealthy relationship and didn’t feel very optimistic about men. Plus, she hadn’t known me very long and she had just met him. But she had a hunch and she was right. Dh is my beta hero and we’ve been married for 18 years.
Having had this experience, I promised myself that I would really listen when friends make suggestions. Also, if I ever have a matchmaking intuition (hasn’t happened yet), I will pay attention to it!
H and I were set up in the mail by a mutual friend. We went to the same undergrad and had a lot of the same friends so we moved in the same, but wide, social circle. My BF of 2 years (whom I thought I would marry) broke off our relationship over senior year’s Christmas break. I went off to dental school and H went off to get a PhD. Our friend told me he was lonely, as was I, and suggested I write to him as we were in different states. Four years later we were married and will celebrate 36 years this summer.
This was the only success at matchmaking that our friend had, but we still thank her!
We met at the freshman orientation mixer, hit it off, became friends before college sweethearts, 35 years ago last September. I was not really interested in finding a boyfriend at the time, but I found out years later he told his roommate he had found his future bride. It helped a lot that he’s always been easy on the eyes, but we genuinely enjoy each other’s company. Still do.
Bad news: at the time we first met as co-workers, we were married to others and both getting divorces. We used to sit in bar after work commiserating about our case progress, and also chuckling over legal costs. She’d warn me not to take a cigarette if offered as I might get billed for $10. I’d warn her to bring her own tissues in case she’d tear up as each tissue might be $5. Good news: we’ve been married almost 39 years.
I married a couple who met thanks to a wrong phone number. He meant to send a photo of a covered bridge to a friend and dialed the wrong number. She texted to let him know and commented on the photo. And it progressed from there.
Met my husband my first week at grad school. Set up when one of his classmates (a year ahead) invited me out with a group. Sign of my lack of mental health at the time: he was checking out all the women in my class (about ten in total) because he’d been told he should marry before graduating to be more atttactive to churches. Other women were smart enough to say no but I’d been taught I could never say no to anyone. Tried with him a few times but not strong enough. married him knowing it was a mistake.
But I have two wonderful daughters who wouldn’t be here otherwise. Oldest met her husband working at church camp. Saw each other only during summers until she graduated from college and moved to Midwest to be near him.
Younger one met her boyfriend online. She dated him once and wasn’t impressed but he had two labs and joked she was going to date him until she met them. That was a year and a half ago. Met the dogs and fell in love with them and him.
I was just starting my second semester of grad school. There were several new guys (yeah, all guys) just beginning their first semester of grad school. I remember thinking, “Huh, not much of a crop…” Then one of them introduced himself - asked if I was Dr. X’s daughter (yes). He had a common name, and I said, “I knew another guy with your name - he was a real jerk.” What was I thinking?? We had two classes together and poured concrete in the research lab together. We started talking and never stopped. Three months after we met, he asked me to marry him. We waited a year just to make sure. That was almost 32 years ago. Now we own our engineering firm and are together just about 24/7. I’m very blessed.
Curious for those of you who met spouses later than college - was he/she your first love or had you had serious relationships before. I was kind of in the middle - dated someone long term that never really expected to marry before met H
@scmom12, I had a couple of serious relationships in college, one I knew I would never marry though I did genuinely love him. I mentioned earlier in this thread that I met my husband the summer after college but then we both moved and were living on opposite coasts. I didn’t see him for three years and during that time I dated, but nothing long term or serious. When he called me out of the blue while in town for a weekend, we went out that night, then basically spent most of the weekend together before he left again. I remember telling a friend shortly thereafter that he was “the one.” Fortunately for me, he felt the same.