What was your first thought when you first met your significant other?

[Anonymous]

"OoOh who is THAT?" quickly followed by "I need to steal him away from that girl!"
(Was not his girlfriend or anything, don't worry)

[Anonymous]

He thought I was his friends "pity friend" and I thought he smelled a little off.

[Anonymous]

Heavier than the pictures I had seen of him and was turned off by that.

But he won me over anyway!

[Anonymous]

I thought she was a loud, rude, obnoxious little harpy. Turned out I was correct.

[Anonymous]

Intense attraction to the point of physically flushing.

I was 16. That was 20 years ago, married 15, 2 kids, still going strong.

[Anonymous]

Met at a St. Patrick’s Day party in college.
My first thought was “She’s beautiful and out of my league”.
That was in 1975. I still think she’s beautiful and out of my league.
Fortunately, she disagrees.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Met at a St. Patrick’s Day party in college.
My first thought was “She’s beautiful and out of my league”.
That was in 1975. I still think she’s beautiful and out of my league.
Fortunately, she disagrees.

Similar to how I met DW. Figured she was out of my league and had to have a boyfriend. Turned out she was thinking the same about me

[Anonymous]

I thought she was very cute and smart but we both worked for the same company and I had no interest in dating a co-worker. Over time we became good friends and I eventually dumped my no company rule and I'm very happy I did.

[Anonymous]

It was in class in law school. I literally thought, "what is her story." Now I know and it fortunately includes me.

[Anonymous]

My literal first thought was "did he really wear cargo shorts to our first date?"

[Anonymous]

Thought she seemed nice and attractive enough but ordinary.

She thought the same of me!

[Anonymous]

Thought, "huh, why on earth does [mutual friend] think I should date this guy?"

No sparks. Nothing. But then a year after that, mutual friend had a party that we both attended, and it was amazingly how quickly we both fell.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Met at a St. Patrick’s Day party in college.
My first thought was “She’s beautiful and out of my league”.
That was in 1975. I still think she’s beautiful and out of my league.
Fortunately, she disagrees.

Similar to how I met DW. Figured she was out of my league and had to have a boyfriend. Turned out she was thinking the same about me

She thought you had to have a boyfriend?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:It was in hs. And I thought he was super smart and funny and I could listen to him talk for a long time.. I followed him around on the halls. He kind of knew who I was and I had a huge crush (I wasn't then only one). He was king of the nerds kind of guy.
Met again in a local bar a decade later. I heard him telling a story from across the room, had another beer (called my best friend from Hs who remembered my obsession with him), got my nerves up and went over there and said hi. We talked for 3 hours. Next week we had our first date. Have been married 5 years and have a baby. Still in love and it's not boring with him, and he's a great partner everyday.

I love this story!

[Anonymous]

I thought he looked warm and comfortable and I was glad he was our next door neighbor (I was off campus in college; he was in law school).

He told me once his first impression of me was "perky, preppy and pretty." I'm a little less preppy now, but the other two are hopefully still in place.

I was dating someone else who went to Yale (and was very proud of that) and was abusive. DH was a great neighbor and didn't flirt with me, though my roommate flirted with him a TON. He liked to cook (still does) and when he wanted a break from studying would cook these elaborate things and then bring it over for us to try. No joke, two days after I broke up with the Yale guy, DH knocks on our door and invites me over to taste something he's made. I say "Sure, let me just get Kate and Tanika..." and he takes my hand and says "Just come" with a smile. I went over with no shoes on. It was the first time we really talked one on one.