How did you meet your significant other?
Howdily-doodly Tilderinos.
I want to say "See Title." But I feel like that kinda defeats the purpose of this site, so I'll expound a bit.
Looking around me now, I see couples walking around. I see young men strutting down the street; rushing to and fro; or making their trek somewhere on a bike. I see young women on these rent-a-scooter things that Bird and other companies offer; walking beside their friends; or sitting with their books.
And I can't help but reflect on how much our adult lives are built around doing romantically isolating things. We sleep 8-hours a day; social progress here is only made in dreams that we occasionally wish to remain in. We work 8-hours a day; and as far as I understand it, relationships with colleagues are wholly discouraged. That leaves us 8 hours to cook, eat, maintain a home, relax, participate in hobbies, enjoy friends, and enjoy family.
Our society feels, to me, very live-to-work; not that I have an alternative to the status quo to offer.
That being said – Tilda Swintons, how did you meet your significant others?
edit: "howdilly" => "howdily"
I met my wife at a ren faire, right when I was trying to reinvent myself.
I had gone to college and learned a number of things, one of which was that my sad and shy personality wasn't doing me any favors in trying to make friends. I decided that I was tired of trying to "be myself", and that a better route was to see who was getting the sorts of responses from the sort of people I was interested in being around, and do that. This mostly involved faking confidence and pretending I was gods' gift to the world. It worked a lot better than it had any right to, and at ren faire, I was getting lucky right and left.
This was when my wife-to-be first saw me, and her first thought was "Jeez, what a smarmy bastard." Fortunately, I didn't interact with her that season at faire, and by the following year I'd calmed down a good bit and wasn't acting nearly so full of myself. We ended up in the same general social circle and were going through breakups at about the same time, for similar reasons. We started providing each other some emotional support for dealing with our respective breakups and near the end of the season I found out that one of my housemates was planning on moving out, leaving me with a room that needed filling. She wanted to get out of her small town and move to the big city, and this was an opportunity she decided she was willing to take. So she moved in with me as a housemate, but it became a relationship pretty quickly. 13 years later, we're still happily married.
If the number of red flags in this story have you screaming, believe me, we're right there with you. It was a series of terrible choices that turned out for the best, but I'd never recommend it to anyone. We were each other's rebounds, we slept with each other while we were housemates, she moved in with some guy (me) she barely knew in a city she didn't know very well... I'm glad it happened, but it never should have worked out.
I didn’t :(
I appreciate virtual hugs from all genders.
Me and my partner met on Bumble.
The story: I had started going out to local rock/punk/folk/metal shows at different bars/pubs around my city. I wasn't looking for ladies, just there for music. The one day, I was approached by a girl and we began chatting, then from there it was heavy flirting, eventually making out, then lead to me staying over at her place. All in the same night. That being said, we chatted for a week and then she ghosted me, the only reason I can think of was that I didn't be her 2 AM booty call on her (Thursday night) birthday after she was absolutely shitfaced. I chose to stay home and go back to sleep. She stopped talking after that. This really killed my going out buzz, and really turned me off of looking to date again for about 4-6 months.
At this point, I started using Facebook Dating when it showed up in beta here in Canadia, and I had been talking with a number of women. The seemed to have some, what seemed like, genuine interest, but the conversations just died. They just stopped talking after a while. No luck there. I gave Tinder another shot (this was my third attempt at Tinder in the three years since me and my four-year ex split), and as was my previous attempts, no luck. Then tried Bumble, and within 12 hours, I had matched with my partner and we began chatting, within an hour had moved our conversation to Snapchat and sms.
We were seeing eachother for almost/around two months and made our dating official as of the second of April.
It's been great so far, and I'm enjoying every minute.
I felt like I didn't have time to randomly meet someone, so I figured I should cast the largest net as quickly as possible. I put my faith in the algorithm and used dating apps. I met my wife on OkCupid.