How Creative Were You To Catch Your Girl's Eye?

When I was younger I worked part time as a stripper/exotic dancer. I did a Bachelorette party that she attended. I did t know anyone there. I noticed her right off the bat. Once I started dancing she got up and left the room and never returned until the show was over. She didn't pay me any attention whatsoever.
About a week later thinking about her everyday I acaually called my contact for the party ask as the lady could she get me her phone number. The lady wouldn't give it too me but after begging her she did tell me where she worked. I went there with a dozen Roses and asked her out. She told me she would think about it but never called.
A week later I go back and and aske her again. She still said she would think about but at least gave me her number. After talking on the phone everyday for 2 weeks she finally said yes.
She told me the reason she didn't give me the time of day was because she though my job was disgusting and that I might have aids. ( ( for those not old enough it got scary in the 80's until they figured out how it spread)
I told her I had never slept with anyone that I did care about or knew very well.
That party was the last time I ever stripped for money. Next June will be 29 years and I still know she's God Gift to me.
Its still kinda of funny to think of all the women that have through themselves at me over the last 30 someodd years and I still only want her.
 
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My college roommate's fiance left him, and said... you might as well move in and well share the rent. We were in the same Complex.. so sure.

The 2nd night we're watching TV, when we hear giggling and laughing at the door while incessant knocking. We open the door and these two chicks (next door neighbors) come busting in and one says she has to use the bathroom, because the other two roommates wouldn't let her go... Yeah.. sure... have at it.

We talk a bit and they go back to their apartment. That was Laurie and Jen.. Heather was the other roommate, and I didn't see her. I wondered if it was the Nicole Kidman looking red-head that was in our building. Later on that week on Friday... my roommate and I were going to go down to our local watering hole and decided to see if the girls want to go. I knocked on their door (which is right next to ours) and the Red-Head (my future wife) opens the door.

Zap.. Lightning... I stutter... then I pull by best Joey (from Friends...) "How you doin"....... Was wanting to see if you girls wanted to go get drinks. The girls joined us. At the time, my wife's roommate was interested in me, but it was clear by the end of the night I was interested in the Red-Head (soon to be wife). But she had a beau back at home...

Six months later.. I DO... 21 years ago... 22 years ago this week we went on our first date.
 
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I was in high school. Dating a girl named Rene and we were going to a football game. She asked if we could give her friend Lynn a ride. So we did. Stopped and picked her up. I thought she was a bit of a bitch, but I now know she was just quiet. Fast forward and it was homecoming. Rene and I broke up and I was dating a girl named Beth, but things were getting a bit rough between us. Lynn was at homecoming as a yearbook photographer and didn’t have a date. She was a sophomore and I was a senior. I know, cradle robber. Anyway, someone asked me if I would dance with her and I said yes. Apparently Beth objected and butted in with an “excuse me”. Lynn says you should have seen the look of shock on my face. Anyway, I went home and had a friend stay at the house that night and we both agreed how good looking Lynn was. So a few days later, I was in a class that ran 1.5 periods and got a break in the middle, between the normal class times. Lynn was down the hall in biology class and I walked up and asked her teacher, who was guarding in the hall, if I could go speak to her. I did and asked her out.

That was about 30 years ago. We’ve been married since 2000.
 
Pink_Vapor said:
How Creative Were You To Catch Your Girl's Eye?
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Got no idea.

I don't know what she saw in me then and haven't got a clue what the woman sees in me now, but she's been right there with me for 23 years.

Good as gold, she is. God broke the mold after he made her.
 
My wife was a jock, dated jocks, and I was most definitely not a jock.
But I knew her from the neighborhood and her sister and I were classmates....

So I waited til she hyper-extended her knee playing basketball, in a soft cast hobbling around.
I went with a mutual friend to her work, and started working the game. It worked :D

That was....oh, 24 or so years ago. Then I told her I was watching her walk up the stairs all thru high school the one year we went there together :D
 
What did I do to catch my wife's eye when I first met her?

I put on my Dress Blues.

Get's 'em every time...

:D

Seriously...that about sums it up. I was wandering around one day wondering what to get my parents for Christmas. Both were WWII vets. I drove by an Olan Mills and thought "Hey! They don't have any recent pictures of me! I'll do a portrait in my dress uniform for them!"

So I set up an appointment for December 7th, 1992. Walked in as the last customer of the day just before closing time during a busy holiday period (you know how people in the service industry just LOVE that). Changed into my dress uniform. Did the photoshoot with the lady who would turn out to be my wife years later. Flirted shamelessly with her the entire time.

Came back a few days later to look at the proofs...she wasn't there, but one of the other ladies working there showed me the proofs. Turns out the photographer was a traveling photographer for Olan Mills...she went wherever they needed a photographer...they paid her mileage and hotel for it, too.

Any way, the lady showing me the proofs picked one out and fed me a line of bullsh*t which I naively swallowed: "Would you put your name, address, and phone number on the back of this one? She collects pictures for her professional portfolio and she really likes this one."

Yeah, right...I didn't have a clue the lady was playing matchmaker because I had made an impression on the photographer.

Anyway, several weeks later I got a letter in the mail. Return address with no name on it read "Simpsonville, SC". I remember thinking "Who do I owe money to in Simpsonville? H*ll, were IS Simpsonville?"

Turned out it was the lady photographer. We wrote letters for several weeks before I worked up the nerve to call her. About three months or so later, I drove up to Simpsonville to take her out on a "date". I remember the three hour drive back to Charleston thinking "Man, I'm in trouble. She's just the kind of person I could fall for."

Aaaaaand...I did.

That was 25 years ago when we met and we've been married for 22 of them now.
 
Wife and I met online, back before that was normal. I was outside of her search radius, so I had to make the first move. First date we met at a brew pub half way between our places. She ordered beer, I didn't drink. She ordered poppers, I don't like poppers.

In the Bay Area, that's usually enough to not get you a 2nd date, there are just too many single guys and not enough single women so if anything is not perfect out of the gate, it's off.

In my mind: ugh, she's not interested because I don't drink and don't like poppers.

In her mind: this is great, he won't steal my beer or eat all the poppers.

15 years later, I still won't eat poppers. I also now know she's got questionable taste in beer.
 
I met The Olde Dragon in mid-November of 1976. I was at a local bar next door to a hotel I was living in. She gave me her number & i called her less than a month later & she & picked me up as I was drunk. She then took me back to the house she lived in with 6 other college seniors & we drank till she was tipsy also. I told it should be against the Pure Food & Drug Act to stick a di...nevermind.
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