How we met (in a little silver box)

We are kind of (understatement) a nerdy couple. So, it would follow, that the way we met was a little nerdy too. At the little silver box of all things technology, also known as the Apple Store.

july 24 2009

I had recently been hired, and it was my second day of training. Part of the training is to walk through the store like a customer would, in order to understand what the typical 'customer journey' is. (I tried to care. Retail is not for me, I learned.) So as I was walking around the little silver box with way too bright lights, I saw (cue angels singing) Chelsey! Ta da! It was magical and we lived happily ever after.

Just kidding. 

But really! I saw him. More his bright blue eyes than him, to be honest. The store shirt was a light, bright blue at the time and I swear his eyeballs were the same color. Yowzaaa. Seriously, look at these bad boys!!

Anyways, I kept walking. I mean, let's be honest, you can only look at someone's eyeballs for about .1 second unless you want to look like a stalker and/or serial killer. Later that day, he came up to me and asked about my tattoo. For those who don't know, I have 'Exodus 14:14' tattooed in calligraphy-like script on my left wrist. He acted really interested (weird, who is this guy?) so I explained what it meant and then kind of just stopped talking to him. Oops. Ha. :) He added me on Facebook sometime that day, and apparently lurked hard on my page to find my phone number! Creep-o. 

I got a text later that night from a number I didn't have that said something like 'You got offline when I was trying to talk to you!' Um? Who are you? You're weird. I found out it was Chelsey (I kind of forgot who he was.. I had met a lot of people that day!) I looked him up on Facebook and saw that.. DUM DUM DUM.. He had a girlfriend! What a little player. So, of course, I confronted him on it - "Um, you have a girlfriend, so.." His response? "I've been thinking of breaking up with her." Ooookaaaayyy. Sure. Except that is probably a lie, so nice try. He wanted to hang out with me (he even tried to convince me to let him take me to icecream that night - weirdo), so instead of just rejecting him, I invited him to church. Hah! He would never come. Obviously. I am such a trickster. 

Except for that morning, he actually showed up to church. And he was actually nice. And he actually really did break up with his girlfriend. (I still think that part is funny). After church, we hung out all day and then talked late into the night on my front porch, and before I knew it I was telling him just about everything about me. And I figured out I kind of liked this guy. And I still do. But don't tell him that - gotta keep some mystery in this relationship. ;)