Put Yourself Out There
In February of 2012, I was at a friend’s birthday party at a bar in Austin, Texas, and thought the bartender was cute. I had had a few drinks, so I put my number on a napkin and gave it to him.
We went on a double date with his friend, also a bartender, and his friend’s date. While the guys ended up being losers, I became really, really good friends with the other guy’s date. We hung out nonstop until she decided to move back to San Francisco in July.
That November, I came to SF to visit her. She introduced me to one of her best friends from college, and he and I have been dating for 2 and a half years now. I found the love of my life and moved across the country, all because my idiot self put my phone number on a napkin for some person at a bar.
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