well, the first meeting was not especially meaningful or resonant at all.
She works for my company, in the office building next to mine... through my job I had to speak to her sometimes but I didnt really notice her for a while. After she'd been there a while I thought she was pretty and she seemed pretty nice, although she could used to harrass me a lot to get stuff done for her she was never rude about it.
The first thing about her that really struck me was - she was promised a free meal by her boss for meeting sales targets, and me and a guy who works for me do a lot of technical work to bring onboard the people she sets up accounts for... and she said she thought we should both be invited to, and her boss said no, so she said she didnt want a meal if we werent in on it. I told her she was being stupid and she should just take it... but she never got offered it again...
Anyway, on the night of my works party - some people may remember a pic I posted, I wore a sarong and won the "fancy dress" prize for it. My prize was some girly bottle of drink... and I gave it to her, and then we drunk it together, and obv both were drunk, and at the end of the night she ended up coming back to mine. In the morning we sort of talkied about it, and I told her that I had been thinking about her for some time (which was true at that point) and we started dating... then we had an argument that kind of spiralled out of control.
IMO she is quite a materialistic person, and she is very ambitious and disciplined. I am pretty much the opposite, Im lazy, not ambitious, and the least driven, most easy going person you could meet, and I also have a depressive streak. She basically said a lot of shit about how my life was going nowhere and i just wallowed in self pity, I didnt nothing to help myself out, I was wasting my potential... probably she was aout 75% accurate in what she was saying, but I took it personally and just sort of said "well, since Im such a loser why are we going out?"
Cos we work in the same place, I made an effort to stay civil and friendly, and so did she... and think she was genuinely concerned about how things were going for me too.. we went to the movies together a couple of times just as mates... and a few weeks back she had a thing at her house, and she invited me, but it was casual. I was supposed to go but I had to work till 10 pm (having started at 7am!) - and she hit me up about 9 and was like "so, where are you?" and as much as I felt like just going home, having a few beers and crashing out, like the last thing I wanted was to be around people... I went over after work, and I wound up being the last person there.
I think I was so worn out, so dispirited and uncertain that night... I wasnt even like "oh Im so depressed" I just felt like I didnt know what to do... I knew I wasnt that happy with my life, but I didnt know why and I didnt know what to do to change anything.... and we stayed up for ages talking, and rather than getting at me and nagging me she was really understanding. A lot of people say Im a good listener, but I felt like it was the first time maybe in a few years I had someone actually there I could actually talk to.
Anyway, I bounced that noght and it was like there was a new kind of intimacy between us to a degree. I didnt speak to her at all that week (not deliberate, just didnt see her) - and then on the FRiday I had to go to a black tie event, in London. I hired the gear, but I couldnt figure out how to do the bow tie... I didnt want to ask any of the people I'd come with cos they'd all the rip the piss out of me, so I called her up and told her she was the only person I couldnt think of who wouldnt laugh at me for asking. So she told me, and we talked for about 15 till I had to go downstairs for the thing... the dinner was pretty dull, afterwards I stood around on my own for like 2 hours just watching people in the bar, then met up with the people I came with again and drank till like 4 am, but I wasnt really that wasted. When I got back to my room I just had all these feelinds of tenderness and was thinking about her, so I sent her a text saying I loved her (tacky... I know). She texted me back at about 8. Everyone from my company got taxi's back (despite being like a 3 min walk from Bond Street Tube Station) Bu tI walked up into town, bought her a little present, and then walked across to Tottenham Court Road and caught a tube to Liverpool street and got the train back. Called her when I got back in around lunch, and on the Sunday I took her to a BBQ I was going to, and we've being going out since that.
So, there you go... no instant spark, no eyes meeting through the crowded room stuff... but a true modern love story.
