Looking across the bar that night, I saw him. The man of my dreams. He was tall, gorgeous, and he was looking at me. I just had to find a way to meet him, but I wasn’t quite sure how to go about it.
He was with a bunch of people and left the group to go to the washroom. It hit me, I’d go talk to one of his friends.
I introduced myself and asked, hey is your friend single and can you introduce him to me?
That was 32 years ago, and we’re still happily married today.
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