<p>We worked at the same large corporation, but wouldn’t have met in our jobs. We were both on the company’s national running team.</p>
<p>We both worked for the same company and met at the annual summer picnic.</p>
<p>I met my husband when I sold newspaper advertising . I was his rep and he was my favorite customer :D</p>
<p>MichaelNkat posted: “She was engaged at the time. By the end of the first semester second year of law school, I had convinced her fiancee, without ever saying a single word to suggest it and without there being a grain of reality to it, that she and I were…” </p>
<p>Does she knows? Probably after 40 years she knows…did she forgive you? Probably yes…</p>
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<p>Except that the background check, where it’s discovered that Mr. Paladin doesn’t know how to spell the word “Protocol” after being ostensibly employed in that department, may yield questions…</p>
<p>We were both college band geeks. <em>sigh</em></p>
<p>I played keyboard in the non-traditional Rice band, and I was the only keyboardist in the bunch. I was new… A freshman. He was a first-year grad student composer and got snookered into arranging something for the band. His arrangement was handed out for the upcoming show. I piped up, “Hey! Did you write me a keyboard part?” He said, “Oh no, I completely forgot we had a keyboardist!” I said, “No problem, just give me the chord changes and I’ll improvise it.” He said, “Oh, reeeally…?” 
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<p>He scribbled down an outline of the arrangement for me to follow. Before the next football game, he said, “Hey, a bunch of us are getting together for dinner after the game, do you want to go with?” I said, “Sure, if my roommate can come with!” He said “Sure!” and we swapped phone numbers. My roommate had eaten dinner already, and everyone else said they were too tired to go. He called me and said, “Do you still want to have dinner?” I said that I was still hungry. About halfway through the meal, it started to feel suspiciously like a date…</p>
<p>Together ten years next September, married two years last January. :)</p>
<p>Where do lab rats meet? I a lab, naturally, because they spend most of their time there :D</p>
<p>I met dh 30 years ago playing pinball in the basement of our Harvard dorm. His roommate was much sought after as a partner because he could rack up so many free games. I was apparently desirable because my Herbal Essence scented hair smelled good!</p>
<p>We re-met at a national conference, two single people that 5 couples decided to fix up by inviting us each separately to join them for dinner at a nice restaurant. They all arrived 15 minutes before time, leaving two empty chairs together for us.</p>
<p>I looked quizzically into his eyes as he looked at my conference name-tag or thereabouts. Reading my maiden name he realized we’d first met 15 years earlier when I came to my older brother’s college as a prospective student.</p>
<p>Met H on an hour and a half bus ride. It took another four years before we got together. Part of the reason it took so long was that I didn’t recognize him – he was completely different from any guy I’d ever known. And he still is, 27 years later!
My sophomore D keeps saying about her new BF, “He’s so much like Dad!” It’s starting to make me wonder…</p>
<p>On a ski trip. Then we went skiing for our homeymoon (in July!) and every year since.</p>
<p>We always tell people we met on a commuter ferry, but technically we met on the way home from the ferry. I had moved to a small town on Boston’s South Shore in September 1980 and started taking the boat into the city to work. There was this cool group of people on the boat, somewhat older than me, who appeared to be in a band, since they could often be heard practicing harmonies on the upper deck. Their lead singer was extremely cute, but (I figured) probably uninterested in 22-year-olds. </p>
<p>So one evening I’m hitchhiking home from the pier and a van pulls up to offer me a ride. The band people are in it, and in the course of the conversation, I learn that they’re looking for a bass player. Next thing you know, I’m in the band, and before too long, I’m dating the lead singer. (She told me years later that it was her idea to pick me up.)</p>
<p>The band only lasted a few years, but the lead singer and I are approaching 30 (25 of them married).</p>
<p>At a college football game in the Louisiana Superdome. :)</p>
<p>Grad school residence. His room was next to the kitchen. He couldn’t cook, but would wash up. I had all the pots/pans/plates and the car to go shopping with. Another hall-mate liked to cook. We never starved for either good food or good company. 23 years for us, and 21 for the hall-mate and her H who were fixed up by a mutual friend at a Catholic grad student mixer.</p>
<p>Our advice to sadly single grad students: ditch that one-person apartment for the grad dorm, and don’t skip the mixers.</p>
<p>He was my divorce attorney. And there were several years between that divorce and our relationship. We were on several work committees together and later became the best of friends all pre the first date. What wonderful 30 years he gave me!</p>
<p>I met Bullet the night after hs graduation. I walked into the party and there he was dancing with 8 girls in a circle. I saw him and I remember feeling this odd feeling come across me, all I can say was my mind said “he’s the one”.</p>
<p>We dated that summer, broke up because we went to colleges in different states, (his decision), got back together 10 months later, and this June we will have been together for 27 yrs, married 22 yrs in Dec 2010.</p>
<p>Corny, but when I look at him, he still looks like the 19 yo I saw that night!</p>
<p>Cornier, every yr around our anniversary I think to myself there is no way I could love him more than I do now and every yr I realize that I was wrong the yr before.</p>
<p>After graduating from college, I took a job with the Social Security Administration, as a claims interviewer. As part of the training we were assigned to shadow a more experienced interviewer. I ended up with the woman who would become my wife. We were engaged one month later, and married one year later. That was 35 years ago.</p>
<p>I met my H in a computer lab very late at night in April of my Senior Year at college when I was taking one of those comp sci classes before PCs, with punch cards. He was a grad student. Then it was as if blinders were taken off and I kept seeing him everywhere around campus. I think he had been there all along and I never noticed him. One night he offered to drive me home from another late night lab, and I left my umbrella in the car, really, totally accidental. We both had to get rid of other boy/girlfriends, but we have been married 32 years.</p>
<p>but more probably it was her corduroys, tight in all the right places.</p>
<p>We had apartments across from each other in Carrboro (Chapel Hill) in grad school. She came knocking on the door asking to borrow a Phillips head screwdriver to put on her NC license plates. I took one look at her and decided I was not going to just lend her the screwdriver, I was going to put the plates on. I offended her feminist sensibilities but we have been together since 1972. Married for 35 years.</p>
<p>We met in a bar on a Friday night after midnight. Seriously.</p>
<p>I was with friends from work, he was with friends celebrating passing the CPA exam. He asked me to dance. We’re about to celebrate our 25th anniversary.</p>