We met on July 21, 2007 here:
No, really.
Jaime:
“I was having a pretty crappy day and I really didn’t feel schlepping over to Dolores Park, where I had previously planned to meet up friends to watch Sixteen Candles. In fact, I wasn’t going to go, but then my roommate at the time said, “you’ll feel better if you leave the house.”
So, grumbling, I shuffled my way over to Dolores Park, chatting with my cousin Allison on the phone as I went. I remember telling her that I was finally ready to date someone (I ended a hard relationship in mid 2006) but I did not want to enter the world of online dating.
At the park, my good mood continued, in which I moaned (hate me yet?) to my friend CoCo’s then boyfriend that I would never meet someone “the regular way” in San Francisco. CoCo rolled her eyes and hauled me off to the bathroom.”
Chris: I was in a funk about life and I wanted to quit my job and travel to South America, because that’s a great income generator. In fact, July 21st was the date I was supposed to take off, but I didn’t have the cajones to buy the ticket.
So, I was at Dolores Park with my friends Heather and Josh to see Sixteen Candles. Josh and I went to use the portapotties. He started talking to the girl in front of him so I talked to the other girl.
Jaime: I totally thought he was gay. I mean, every guy there was dressed up like Molly Ringwald.
Chris: We talked for awhile about her work. She seemed friendly and cute and I was looking to change careers at the time, so I thought… maybe we should meet up and talk about her job. So I said… ‘So, Jaime at Spleak, right?
Jaime: And I said… funny, that’s my email address. Slick, huh?
Chris: I emailed her the next day and said we should go birdwatching or something stupid like that.
Jaime: Ya. And asked me out for that night. Of course, I declined. I’ve read The Rules.
Chris: So I canceled my Wednesday night plans and we met for pizza.
Jaime: Where, at the end of the date, he tried to swallow my head, much like a praying mantis does while mating.
Chris: Or how on the third date you lectured me about splitting the bill.
Jaime: Ah… look at the time. Gotta go.
I am currently laying next to a girl that I met in line for a port-o-potty line. Pssst… What’s your name? Just kidding. We have been together for six months now.
The other funny think is that last year I quit my job and went to south America. You should do it! You can read about my trip at http://www.myhighwayhome.blogspot.com.
Hope you have a great time with your port-o-potty princess.
Matthew
[...] with local food, good friends and hopefully not too many arguments! Also, they met in line for a Port-o-Potty, which has to be the most romantic “we met because we had to pee” story [...]
Hey Chris and Jaime – it was so fun seeing you last week at the Zipcar social. What a great website! I’m totally impressed. It’s so professional….is this your work, Jaime? Great concept and execution.
Chris – maybe we already talked about this. Are you from Grand Rapids, MI? I went to Calvin College back in the day…
Cheers,
Chloe
Dude, there are lots of portapotties back in Michigan. Why did you have to go to California to do this? Are you getting married in GR?
I was totally going to be like, HEY JOSH AND I WERE THERE THAT DAY! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WERE IN A BAD MOOD? Then I realized I was reading Jaime’s part and thinking it was Chris’s.
Ah, my husband, the world’s best wingman.