So I kept in touch with A through email and instant
messenger (remember that thing?!? I
guess that shows my age!) I decided to
return home one weekend in order to work (a girl needs her beer money), but I
also hoped to see A. We decided we’d go
out and grab dinner… just the two of us.
A sorta date without labeling it as such. Well, I ended up getting sick and being on
antibiotics. I was not feeling well at
all, but I didn’t want to miss out on the date with A. I met him at TGI Fridays (classy, no?) and
neither one of us had much to say. After
some awkward conversation, A mentioned that he wanted to head out to watch a
Cubs game. As in he wanted to head out
by himself… I wasn’t invited. He didn’t
say that, but I was pretty sure that’s what he meant. The date was an epic failure. Strike 1.
Maybe we were just meant to be friends?
A and I kept in touch after that weekend, but we didn’t talk
as much as we used to. At one point, he
mentioned he had something for me. I got
butterflies!! What could it be? Flowers?
Chocolates? A letter declaring
his love for me?!? Would it make up for
our horrible first date? I kept asking
him to mail it to me since I wasn’t planning on coming home soon. FINALLY, he said he’d mail it. The “package” arrived and it was… wait for
it… a newspaper photo of my favorite baseball player. Strike 2.
I don’t think I talked to A much after that… haha. But I don’t give up easily. I graduated from college (woohoo) and moved
back home. During that time, I learned
that one of my theme park coworkers was moving to Texas. I didn’t know her very well and didn’t really
care, but a few friends mentioned that they were going to stop by the theme
park to wish her well. They asked if I’d
like to come along. I thought A might be
there, so I decided to go and look extra cute – you know, to show A what he was
missing out on. A was in fact there and
I played it cool, only mumbling a polite hello to him. Well, my plan worked because I received a
text message from A a short time later asking if I wanted to grab lunch. This time, we had a great date. There was no awkwardness whatsoever. We talked and talked. Good thing because had he gotten a strike 3,
he would’ve been out. ;) Soon after we
were officially dating and two years later, A proposed. 9+ years after becoming a couple, we’re still
going strong.
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