We had just about finished up our first date when Alán walked us back to his truck and opened the passenger door for me. As he walked behind the truck to get to his side of the vehicle, I noticed him celebrating in the side rearview mirror. He was dancing and fist pumped the air before he regained his composure to start walking to the driver's side of the truck. I laughed to myself and decided that maybe this guy was a good one after all. I didn't tell him until a couple months later that I saw him celebrating our first date by the bed of his little Ford Ranger. It's safe to say he was a little embarrassed. In all honesty however, I think it's safe to say it worked out for the best.

I'm a salesman by trade. Some might say, I'm the best closer in town. Little did I know, my first date with Jocelyn would be the biggest interview of my life! The night started with me being my usual gentlemen-self. I bought a bouquet of roses, opened her door, introduced myself to her friends, etc. Like a good salesman, I took lots of mental notes. I memorized her favorite Dutch Bros order and then ordered it right in front of her to prove that this tall, extremely handsome man could remember the smallest of details. Afterwards, I took her to a local park where we went for a walk and sat on a bench to talk. Being my charming self, I thought I had everything secured, but I made a few mistakes and perhaps was a bit overconfident in her presence. It was in those moments, I reminded myself it's not how you start, it's how you FINISH! After some smooth talking on the way back (or so I thought) to the car, I secured my second date and opened the car door for her. When she wasn't looking, I did a subtle victory behind the truck and gave a few fist pumps in the air to celebrate the close. That same night I called my buddy Darin, told him "man I just found my wife", and the rest is history!