I landed my wife playing guitar and singing. In a stairwell, where the the acoustics are all wet and echoey, which does good things to your voice. It was the first week of school--still Freshman Orientation week--and we weren't (quite) a couple yet. I took my guitar up three flights of stairs from my dorm room and sat in the stairwell of the girl's floor she lived on and started jamming. Before long she was there beside me. And before much longer, about ten OTHER girls were there too...
Being a guitarist turns out to be one of my most attractive qualities.
