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Originally Posted by Charlatan
I met my wife when I was in first year University. It was last 1987 and we were still 19. We met at an audition for a play, it was a dinner theatre staging of Christopher Durang's Titanic. When I walked into the audition, I was met by the smiling face of my future wife. At that point she was the stage manager. I remember the moment clearly.
I got the part and, as it turns out, so did she. The director had trouble casting the role of Lydia and liked L's read on the character.
It wasn't until January, when rehearsals started, that I started spending time with her. One night after rehearsal we the cast when out for a beer. We were sitting at the corner of the table, next to each other. We both laugh about this now, but when our knees touched beneath the table, neither of us pulled away. We both took it as a sign.
Not much more than a week later we were dating.
That was over 20 years ago.
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Rehearsals do that. 8 hours a day, become tech weeks, stage crushes start, and the awesome thing is, sometimes they are real.
I was doing a charity show called "A Little Broadway/A Little Burlesque" where I met a vocal coach who asked me if I would join her studio to do a WWII dinner theatre. I said yes and on the first day of rehearsals I walked in and started talking to this tall, very friendly red haired girl, but the whole time noticing this olive skinned, dark curly hair, greek looking girl named Meg. I started chatting with her, and found we had great chemistry; our banter became famous. One day I got in trouble with the vocal coach for flirting too loudly. I asked her out, and we went.
As we started hanging out more, and rehearsals continued I started to notice that there was a girl in the class that appreciated my humor excessively. She laughed at everything. And when Meg would sing this girl would scowl. It was kind of cute and funny; she was jealous of Megan. I'd never had two girls kind of interested me while I was single before, and so I loved it but didn't pursue anything with laughy girl.
During the show, Meg and I had decided it wasn't going to work, and i told laughy girl that I liked her. She giggled (of course) and we went out. The date was a complete bust. Three months later we started a rehearsing for a regional theatre production of CATS (my first equity gig!); we kissed on halloween.
We broke up. It was terrible. I slept with other girls. I didn't like it. I slept with her, and I realized... why did we break up. I love her. She loves me. We got back together. As we are starting slowly again, I'm not jumping for joy on the outside... inside though
