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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.

It was such a weird one-in-a-million thing.

I used to work for a major appliance manufacturer, running a powder coating process. Other than me, there were four people directly involved in the process - one to hang parts on a conveyor line to be washed, another to take them from the wash line to the powder line, another to take the powder-covered but unfired parts off the powder line and put them on the furnace line, and finally, once the parts were fired in a furnace to shiny perfection, a person to take them off the furnace line, verify they are perfect (or good enough that someone who doesn't see thousands of cooktops a day won't notice a defect) and put them in a rack which is carted off to assembly.

Well one day, the day who was supposed to be in the furnace area was gone. Start of the shift. I knew this individual well enough to know he'd he trying to chat up some beautiful woman half his age. I found him trying to "train" a gorgeous young woman who was taking another color of part off another line, and I let him know he had parts coming. He didn't want to leave, but he had to.

I, being no better a person, apologized to the woman, introduced myself, found out her name, and went back to my area. And I couldn't get her out of my head. I stopped to talk to her at lunch, and she was very friendly. Talked about her dogs and falling off atv's with her friends and all sorts of things. I couldn't belive it. This supernaturally pretty woman was talking to me? I asked for her email address. This eventually led to me getting her number, and us talking outside of work... and we fell for each other hard. She was the best girlfriend anyone could ask for. I wiped out on a bicycle one evening and she came to get me off the side of the road, took me to the hospital, took my bike home, and took me home afterwards. When I proposed to her, I still had the cast on my hand. I had a patch of velcro on the palm, and I put the other side of the velcro on the box with the ring in it. She was so excited she forgot to say yes at first.

I don't remember what day it was when I met her. Sometime in 2007. But that day was the dividing line in my life. There is before I met her, and there is after I met her. We've been married 14 years, and everything good in my life is because of her.

We were sparring and she kicked me in the nuts.

In a calculus study group. We were practicing limits, and things got out of hand.

My cousin and her cousin were dating. We got set up on a blind date. We moved in together 3 weeks after meeting, been together for 15 years and have 2 kids. When we met for the first time, it felt like seeing an old soul mate from an old life who I had been waiting for. We clicked immediately.

I don't remember exactly how we met, but here's how we started dating. I'll preface this by saying we started dating in high school at age 16 and have been married for 23 years. Anyway, we were doing a play after school and we were all hanging out and I said, "I'm going to marry someone here." A friend said, "who?" And I pointed at her because I secretly liked her. So we had a whole fake wedding on the set. After that, we started dating for real and it never stopped.

Discord, of all places.

A few weeks away from birthing our newest family adition!

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.

Online through a text-based role playing game, lol. We've been married 13 years as of last Monday.

StumbleUpon, back when the internet was young and finding love on the internet was poor judgment.

Happily married.

I was watching him get paddled on stage during a fundraiser. I fell in love at first bruise.

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.

She kicked me out of a bush when we were kids

German class in freshman year of high school. We started dating the following year and have been together almost 17 years total. We are coming up on our 7th wedding anniversary.

We had glanced at each other at parties a 2-3 times, because we have a lot of friends in common. When a mutual friend left town, he motioned us to go on a date, since he "didn't want any of us to be lonely when he left". So after some nagging and coercion, we did. After three dates we did the thing, and then more datesish, we realised we really liked each other. And here I am, five years later, and we've been living together for three years. Never been happier. Our mutual friend won't shut up about his amazing matchmaker skills 😃

We were both at a concert, she was on a date with another guy, it wasn't going well, he stormed off, our mutual friend introduced us, turns out we went to the same college and had never met before. The mutual friend ended up marrying the guy she was on a date with that night.

We worked for the same company but at different offices. Normally I would avoid dating someone I work with but I hated that job so I didn't care. She was cute. I was going through a divorce. I started chatting her up because I thought she was cute. I was still kind of surprised when she asked me out. I said yes but told her I wasn't ready for a serious relationship and why. She was cool with that.

Eventually it turned into something serious. That was almost 7 years, a wedding, and two babies ago. She is an absolute gem of a lady and my best friend. 10/10 would definitely trade that shitty job for my awesome wife again.

We had PE together freshman year of HS. She hated me back then tho lol

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.)

LAN bash

We worked together. neither of us remember meeting the other but the first conversation we remember was her talking about how slutty she gets when drinking I looked at her and asked to go for a drink and she quickly turned away and never said anything, I assumed she was very upset with me. Eventually we hang out and drink with other coworkers and I pick up a different girl who apparently started dating 3 of my friends… at the same time. My girlfriend decided to take initiative because I'm oblivious as fuck and invited me over for a game night, just me but I didn't know that. She then asks about a story I have involving a stripper cumming on my face that I didn't want to share, offered to flash me in return for sharing it so I told her and srarted suspecting she might like me. Dated briefly she moved we kept in touch, started dating again, she moved back and we own a house together and couldn't be happier

A competition. She beat me by half a point!

Online through mIRC. Opposite sides of the country. We did online dating for a few months, then I went to see her, then she came to see me and a few months later she moved to where I was because it was easier to find a job. 21 years married now.

With one exception, everyone I've dated has been through an app like tinder.

Early on it was because I didn't really know how to be a person, and meeting people in real life was hard.

Now it's more that I do ethical non monogamy, and that's hard to check for when you just meet someone in the world most of the time. Also a lot of people have strong adverse reactions to it, and/or think it's something it's not.

Via the web forum for a web comic we both read in the early 00s. Back when meeting your SO on the internet was still looked down upon.

In apprentice school. We started chatting during the breaks and showed each other memes. Started with Imgur, then Reddit and now lemmy lol. We started sitting next to each other during the lessons as well to show the other more memes. When we finished school we stayed in touch and when my relationship with my ex failed, we immediately started dating. We bought a house and are now a little more than one month married.

Hotboxing a dorm room lol.

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!

Friend of a friend. So cliche.

Tinder

Titty bar.

Nerve.com!

Uni! We were just friends, though very good friends. But still firmly just friends, she was actually in a relationship for a good part of our friendship and I had zero interest in going beyond good friends with her in particular, and I especially knew better than fall for a person in a relationship - I've never seen one of these end well. I haven't been interested in dating for most of my life. But I think that's because my social life and self esteem has been seriously eeh in middle and high school, while I started really working on a social life in uni. Before jumping to dating I wanted to get a few basics down - a good friend group (ended up being several of them!), a real social life and some 1:1 close friends. Plus my own personal world of hobbies, ambitions and interests. You know - a good world to introduce a person to. At one point, I was feeling finally ready for a relationship and excited to try and accept this possible direction in life. I started acting as someone who's interested in dating: worked on my appearance and self esteem, got more social and made it a point to socialize with everybody at events. That friend I mentioned earlier actually was on a small personal "Do not date" blacklist, because I didn't want to ruin our friendship (read: be rejected and see the other person go cold on you until you lose them completely… I had already made that mistake) and she was the person with whom I naturally vibed the absolute best - it was effortless. Who wants to lose the effortoess friend who doesn't drain their social battery at all?

I guess it was so effortless that when it was supposed to happen it happened, things happened, our friendship was starting to develop in a "dangerous" direction (which was making me feel wary to be fair because I was definitely starting to catch feelings), then at one point she made a move and it felt like an impossible dream come true, like the best case scenario that was so good I was not even considering it as a valid option coming to life. Easily one of the happiest moments of my life. And the rest is history.