Maybe this has been discussed before, but with all the relationship talk, I was curious to find out how you married folks met your SO. or for the rest of us - how did your parents meet?
My parents met at a trucking salvage store. My mom was a teacher working as a cashier there in the summer. My dad was an auditor who came in to assess the store. They will celebrate their 30th anniversary next January.
mum and dad met at pharmacy school. dad went up to a group of girls, drunk, and asked them if they’d like a dance. mum felt sorry for him and said yes, and that was that.
i havent met my SO…my parents were HS sweet hearts
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He’s my boss. Free lunch!
My parents met when my mom was a freshmen in high school and my dad was a sophomore. My mom got pregnant when she was 16 and I popped out 9 months later. They have been married, divorced, remarried, and divorced again.
Not the storybook romance, but after growing up in that household, almost everything else seems normal 
I met my girlfriend when I caught her when she passed out in the hallway between classes at law school. I like to say that she saw me in all my glory and just fainted. She likes to say she was sick and hadn’t eaten that day. I like my theory better.
A friend introduced us when we were 14 years old. I used to ride my bike at top speed to her house because I was excited to see her and just hang-out. That was 24 years ago and I still ride home at top speed to see her… only now it is because my ass will be busted for being late again.
Met at a swim event he put on almost 16 years ago. Still together and still putting on events year round.
My parents met at a “Divorce Party.” Yes, that is correct, a divorce party. This woman who was a friend of both of my parents was so happy to be getting a divorce she threw a party to celebrate and that is where they met. Guess it wasn’t bad karma, 'cause they are still together 33 (maybe more) years later.
I met my girlfriend through the triathlon coach we both shared at the time. She showed up for a swim lesson as I was leaving from riding on the computrainer at the training facility our coach ran. That was just over a year ago.
Met on a 4 day winter backpacking trip in the mountains of NC. Cycled cross country for our honeymoon…
I met my husband during our last senior semester at UT Austin in 1989. We were both in the business school. I was a very serious student, while he was, shall we say, more fun loving. I was trying to sign up for a finance class with a particularly difficult professor who was known to assign brutal projects that required at least a few all nighters. As I was signing up for this class, this hot guy who had obviously just come from the basketball court (I’m a sucker for a sweaty man) came up next to me to sign up for the class. I took one look at him and told him there was no way he’d want to sign up for a class I knew would actually require him to study. Turns out, I couldn’t get into the class I wanted and we both ended up in the same finance class. The first day of class, I sat in the far back corner alone and bemoaning the fact that this class would likely be a waste of my time. The professor walks in, tells us all that the entire semester was going to consist of group work (ugh!) and promptly orders me across the room and next to my future spouse. After a few classes, he (hubby, not the professor) asks me out to – of all things – a UT basketball game. He’s shocked that in my years at the University, I never had seen one. I have a few screwdrivers before our date to help with the nerves. He picks me up in this ugly old Buick (I was riding a moped at the time, so the Buick looked good to me), and we have a great time. We’re inseparable from then on.
The funny thing is, when I met my spouse, I was planning on going to law school at NYU right after graduation. Hubby is a native Texan and would not even consider moving to New York. I decided to take a couple of years off to work in Texas and see how the relationship developed. I got a consulting job with Price Waterhouse and we moved to Dallas. My parents were shocked. I remember my dad saying “I can’t believe you’re giving up law school for a crush.” Well, I married that crush and started law school in Dallas in '91, just as I had planned. Nearly 15 years later, we’ve got two beautiful kids and a wonderful marriage. It’s the best “I told you so” I know.
My wife and I met at the gym. I asked her out at the beginning of a kickboxing class, she said yes, and that was 5 years ago this December.
My parents met when my father was a Marine on embassy duty in South America. My mother worked across the street and thought he looked ‘‘sooo handsome’’ in his dress blues. They will celebrate 34 years next month.
i often get the impression law school is a real big deal in the usa. is it?
$200K of debt IS a big deal…
hmmm…was swimming on my own and the coach of the swim team suggested that I join them…my future wife was swimming with them and he told her (as we were the only ones older than 20)…so when I came, she came to me and said ‘Hi, I’m May-Lise. you’re francois?’
that was cool 
(and was 9 years ago)
Depends on who you talk to, its certainly not the easiest thing to get into or complete. Only reason I put it in there was to clarify that Im a little older and not in undergrad, as this thread seems to pertain to serious relationships. Some people tend to view undergrad relationships as a little more fun that serious.
To stick to the thread… My parents met when my dad was a bouncer at a bar and my mom hid behind him so that her ex-boyfriend wouldnt see her. The bar is now a retirement home.
Big deal? I really can’t say. I suppose it is if you want to be a lawyer, which I have since I was a teenager.
i’m just curious because i’m a lawyer in nz…and there always seem to be numerous references to law school this law school that in american pop culture.
I met my wife when i was drunk in a bar in tokyo new years of 98. she came up the stairs to where I was and something came over me and said I have to go talk to her.
With liquid courage i made my way over to her and started talking to her in english (she is japanese) having no idea if she understood or not, luckily for me she had just returned from australia where she was studying english. we spent the next several hours together and my friends wanted to go to another bar. i started to leave with them, but hadn't got her number.
if you have ever been to japan, they don't have occupancy restrictions on buildings, they will fill the bar till there is no room left, literally. any ways i walked back up stairs and in my drunken state, the people seemed to separate and i saw her standing on the other side of them. the rest is history.
My wife and I met 20 years ago (wow!) in the train station in Athens, Greece. We were both U.S. college students traveling around Europe in between studies in France (her in Strasbourg, me in Toulouse). We were both headed back from Greece to Italy, and we started traveling together. She had actually been traveling with another guy at the time, platonically she swears to this day. We traveled to Rome, where a couple of days later, we were at the Vatican for Easter mass with the pope (and a few hundred thousand other people). Then Venice.
Got a little complicated once we got back to the U.S., but we kept in touch and when five years later during law school I headed out to LA to work for the summer, we got back in touch. I needed a “date” for various events that summer, and didn’t know anybody else in LA (there was that Raiders cheerleader I met the first week here, but that’s another story…), so I took her. People would ask us if we were dating, we’d say we were just friends, and the response was usually “Rrrrrrright… No, you guys are dating!” Just mystified us, because in our mind we weren’t. Guess they saw something we didn’t. It took a few weeks, but we finally saw it.
This August will be our 14th wedding anniversary.