Our story is one that we will be telling for years. As everyone knows I moved to TX in the fall of 2012. Before I could make that move I had to get the job first. Fast forward to after the interview and to let’s just say the first happy hour of many with friends.

…We Met…

He was doing his manager thing and I was doing my happy hour thing.  Over the next year there were many happy hours, girl’s night out, shared laughs, and a save from a 60+ year old gentleman at the bar. He finally came up with a reason to give me his number and a few weeks later I finally found a reason to use it. But there was one problem… he never responded.

…He Ignored Me…

I thought maybe he wasn’t interested and I kept it moving. At the next happy hour not only had he ignored me but he didn’t even work at the restaurant any more.

…He Disappeared…

So he really must not be interested and as you can guess, I kept it moving. A few months later I find myself sitting at dinner on a blind date and look up… there he is walking in the door. Mistake on my dates part for letting me sit facing the door! We speak and he mentions he’s on his way to the Jahiem concert. Little did he know I was jumping on the inside saying… Take me! Take me! I wanna go!!

…He Walked Away…

So as always, I keep it moving and a month later a friend invites me to a birthday party at a local bar. I totally did not want to go, but since the blind date guy didn’t stick round I decided to go.  At the party there was a pool table…and we all know I can’t resist. I’m playing against a few college students and in mid shot I look up from the table and there he is again.

…We Said Hello.