Officer of Engineers

All right, I'll step up.

How I met my wife.

After work, my boss Rick and I went out for drinks and dinner after an extremely frustrating day. Only I was pissed off at him for not backing my proposals and I let him have it (over several shots of lagavulen - helps big time when a Major is telling a 1 star he's an idiot). This beautiful blond besides us with her friends kept looking over and Rick kept apologizing.

When our table was ready, Rick had enough of me and decided to go home. My response is "well at least I have your lobster."

My wife turned around and said, "the least you can do is to offer me his lobster. I had to listen you ***** for an hour and a half." Well, I was stunned. What else can an officer (it takes more than act of Parliment to make a gentleman) do but to yield to such a beautiful suggestion.

I think she was shocked that I actually took her up on it. Only I think we both had a bit too much to drink (not being drunk but damned hungry) and I asked her, was she still hungry and she was being coyed, saying that she would do fine on the bread and side dishes. I just waved to the waitress to order another 2 lobsters.

After dinner, the effects of alcohol and a bad day was dragging me down. So, I put her in a cab, pay the fare without asking her for her number and address. Just told the cabbie to take her where she wants to go.

Two days later, she tracked me down (she read the name tags) and asked me out.

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Parihaka

I like that. The hunter gets hunted. Nice synchronicity

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Blademaster

LCol,

Awesome story! You must have been one hell of a sight to send the general cowering and itching to go home.

Officer of Engineers

It was the scotch ... and I was buying. (How else do you think a Maj could tell a BGen off?) Rick just didn't think a free meal and good scotch is worth hearing me b-itch for another hour ... although my version is that he couldn't handle his scotch.

Oh, the idiot part. I did not ask her for her phone number and I let a beautiful one get away.

THL

Almost let a beautiful one get away...thank goodness she was beautiful AND resourceful.

I would love to tell of how TopHat and I met, but he does such a better job of telling it, so tomorrow I will ask him to storytell.

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Blademaster

Hmmm perhaps this picture should help you out and keep your comrades and others off your back.

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TopHatter

OK, here it goes:

Around 7-8 years ago, I lived in a suburb of Chicago and got a job at a local manufacturing plant (medical plastics). It was a 12 hour night shift...what fun!
So, my very first day/night on the job, I pull into the parking lot. It was still early, so plenty of sunlight.
As I rounded the corner and started looking for a place to park, somewhat nervous about my new job and potential co-workers, I catch a glimpse of somebody very close to my moving car, out of the corner of my eye, walking towards the entrance.
A split-second later, I realize that this is a female and she has decided to cross over to the sidewalk like the Queen of Sheba expecting all traffic to halt for Her Royal Highness.
I slammed on the brakes, causing a small squeal as the car comes to a halt.
Rather than jumping back in surprise, or even showing any sign of being startled at all, my would-be victim stops, turns her head and graces me with a frosty glance before calmly continuing on her way.
My first reaction was "What a bytch...who does she think she is?"
My second thought was "God, I hope I'm not working with HER!"

Both thoughts would be answered....spectacularly.

For the first 6 months or so, I could not STAND her.
At the start of shift, I would rush over to the machine assignments hoping and praying that I would not be assigned to work with her. All too often, I would be.

The rest of the story is somewhat complicated and hard to relate exactly what happened, but if you guys want, I'll do my best.

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THL

See...this is what I was up against? HE almost ran ME down (the pedestrian with the right of way) and then acts as though it is MY fault. The nerve of some people.
For the record, I was not too fond of him either.
At first.
He grew on me.
I eventually found myself oddly drawn to our dear TH. Doing things I make a blatant point in life not to do; flipping my hair, giggling, batting my eyelashes, acting all girly.
Rumor had it TopHat had a crush on me, too. So I gave him every opportunity to show it...Did He?...Not a chance. We went out (with others that we worked with), hung out drinking, he even came over and we watched assortments of MST3K. Not so much as a hug from the guy. Nothing. Zero. Zip. Zilch. Nada. I remember one time having a couple people over (including dear TH) and even then, nothing. The only reaction I got from him - He went home early.
What was a girl to think? I did the only thing left that I could do - I dated...someone we worked with...who TH happened to despise...AND I rubbed it in every chance I got...BAD.
That is where our problems began, and about 6 months later, that is where they ended.

Asim Aquil

is that even real?

TopHatter

All too real my friend, though I was too blind to notice it at the time.
I thought she was just being...well, a typical silly girl.
Besides, you'll recall this was a 12 hour night shift at a factory. Long, boring hours, couldnt really move from your assigned press for the most part, although some people managed it.
Eventually, she began to grow on me too and in a last ditch attempt to deflect her attention away from a different situation, I told her that I liked her....thinking the whole time I was lying through my teeth to her. Over the next few days, I began to realize just who I had been lying to
Like she said though, I didnt notice her girly attempts to get my attention, and there were other factors as well.

THL

Fast Forward 7 years and you have me finally telling my dear TopHat what I called him to tell him so many times over the last near decade and each time lost the nerve to do. Scan up a few more months and....voila...here we are...irritating all of you on an almost daily basis with the gory and sometimes incoherent, details of our lives.

Asim Aquil

No I meant things like flipping the hair, flickering the eyes n all that.

I was told this by a friend of mine, back in high school. Like the hair thing, its just so distracting when girls do that, you feel like flicking them, like 'hey stop doing that!'

I usually have my own ways of tellin. Most of the time I see if I can make it into a woman's personal space... then you're going places.

THL

Honestly, I was never was (and still am not) really big on the whole "cutesy girly hair flipping giggly" thing. It drives me nuts to see girls, even grown women, acting like that...I just want to smack them. To me it looks fake and planned, but in this particular situation I was desperate...nothing seemed to be working on my dear TopHat so I figured if I acted completely out of character that would, at the very least, get his attention and spark some sort of reaction from him. It halfway worked, it got his attention, just no reaction, at least not the one I was looking for.

There you go!! That's the key.
I had told TopHat months ago that I did not allow people into my (as you said) personal space too easily - emotionally or physically - and that I do not cuddle (I like my own personal sleeping space) or show any public displays of affection. Not so sure where I stand on it now that it has all been thrown out the window...

sparten

err...really did not need to know that ma'am

On a more serious note (or not) I am know as a bit of a klutz, so when 'allowing into personal space' part came from one such candidate, I managed to drop a burger I was eating on her.

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Samudra

Then TopHatter should be able to tell us....