So for this Flashback I am not posting a picture. This is the first of many posts until my anniversary on the 30th. There will be pictures....but not today...
This is just a little story of a guy and a girl...
Fifteen years ago I started working at a little company called Nichols and Pelley doing data entry. My friend Colleen got me the job because she was quitting. The first day or so she was training me, and then I met this guy who worked in the afternoons doing the same thing I did. He started training me on different aspects of the "computer" entry system. I remember that I looked at that orange and green monitor all day. LOL
This guy's name was Chris and he was quiet, funny, tall, red-headed, and very good looking. We talked alot and had lunch in the office once. Then about the fourth day I was working there he came in and made a comment about something he saw in some one's car that he thought was interesting. I told him it was my car. He asked me why all my stuff was in the car and I told him I was waiting for my apartment to be ready and had no where to keep my stuff, because I had just broken up with my boyfriend at the time.
He sympathized and said that we should get some dinner sometime and talk. I totally jumped on it, you see he was cute and I didn't think he would ask again, and said I am free tonight. He said okay and gave me directions to his house.
I drove from Denton to Garland in rush hour traffic on LBJ to go to dinner with him. When I walked up to the door I heard someone playing the piano. It sounded wonderful, but I didn't recognize the song. I knocked on the door and he answered. We talked for a couple of minutes and then we got into his Nissan Maxima and he drove to Olive Garden.
I had not been on a first date in such a long time. I did not even know if this was a date for sure, but I was nervous. I wasn't sure what to order and I don't even remember what I ate.
We had a time though, I do remember that, and it seemed like I had known him forever. We drove to a park by his house to sit and talk. He kissed me before the night was over. Yes I did kiss him on the first date!
We did not want the night to end, but it had to. We drove back to his house and I got my car. From that night on, we were inseparable. Boy, fifteen years has gone by fast!