Ask Lemmy

Went to the same high school, but didn't really know each other until end of senior year. I guess I dated a friend of hers briefly. Really met via both of us doing theatre that year, hung out after that and through summer. Bonded over our love of metal music and Doctor Who. Neither of us technically asked the other out, her friend assumed we were dating and was like "You guys haven't kissed yet?! OK, I'm gonna turn around around, and you're going to kiss right now!" We kinda just went with it and kissed.

End of summer happened, and the casual summer thing had turned into us being really into each other. Decided to keep dating, making separate colleges work best we could.

Ten years later, we are living together in our own house with our three dogs, and getting married next month!

I met one while out cruising when I was in my 20s.

I met one at work.

I met one at a school, she was an employee there.

I met one on a business trip, I was friends with her dad and she came along with him on the trip (she was only like 3 years younger than me.)

We were the only two people at an arts festival after-party that weren't part of the local arts community; the only two who didn't already know everyone else at the party. I walked over to her and said, Hey, I was just over there not talking to anybody, and I saw you were over here not talking to anybody, and that just seemed awfully inefficient.

I was just trying to bum a square, I swear.

We met on OkCupid. We were on opposite sides of the Atlantic, but she had a friend on this side, and they were comparing the "weird" profiles they were each finding. OkCupid has a "if you liked this person, you might like these more" section, and I appeared in there. She wasn't really looking to date anyone, but she clicked, messaged me, and we clicked. I moved to the US to be with her after a two-year long distance relationship, and we'll be celebrating our ten year wedding anniversary next year.

My mother had just moved in with me and needed hospice care. Some of her meds were very difficult to find locally. The only pharmacy nearby that could accommodate her prescriptions turned out to be one that belonged to the family of her first husband from many years ago. When I went to get her medication the pharmacy tech was very helpful. So helpful that he insisted on escorting me around the store to help me find the supplies I needed. He asked me out in the wound care aisle. Which was as awkward as it sounds. The love of my life began with a hunt for ostomy bags and absorbent gauze. We celebrated our 20th anniversary last month.

Friend of a friend. So cliche.