Who knew you could meet the sweet to your sour at Sam's Club. Both on a sabbatical from dating we met as friends not knowing it would go further. The weird hoodie guy bringing the shy girl into conversations in the break room. The more we got to know each other the more we wanted to know. Finally one day he started talking about stuff I refused to talk about at work and there was my chance. I told him there was other ways to talk other than at work and that's when the wheels started spinning with an awkward silence. Finally the wheels turned enough and he asked for my number. Since I was so adamant that "I don't shit where I eat" I wrote it on a business card. He had never seen an 850 area code and thought I was bullshitting him and came straight back up and texted me in front of me. He still was nervous to ask me out and I just had this feeling. We were texting one day and he had just picked up a pizza and I invited myself to his pizza. We sat at Front Street for hours and talked. It was all she wrote from there and here we are today getting married!