I was at a sports bar with a girl I had dated a few times. Some friends of hers showed up and I was introduced to my future wife. I fell like a rock for this lady, talked to her the rest of the evening, walked her to her car and was just too stupid to ask her number. I knew the general area she lived and also what car she owned so I drove thru that neighborhood at least a dozen times looking for her car. No luck (she parked inside her garage). So I went back to the sports bar several times but again, no luck. Finally after about 3 months I was in the sports bar shooting pool with a friend of mine and she walks in with this big dude. Told my friend if I have to whip his butt so be it as I'm not leaving here without her and he took one look and said you're on your own. I walked up to her and the giant, told her I'd been looking for her and she replied I'm glad you found me. Turns out the big guy was only a coworker. We were together until her death Mar of 2015. Not a day goes by that she isn't on my mind.