“I was out with a group of friends at a dive-y karaoke bar (please note that I do not under any circumstances sing karaoke) when I noticed a cute guy at a nearby table. I was just out of a relationship and not looking to meet anybody, but my very drunk friend decided to play matchmaker. So my drunken friends marched right over to the guy, told him I had a new puppy (true!) and that he should talk to me. We ended up talking all night, and when it was time to part ways, I realized my phone had died. Very excited, the boy applied some lipstick, kissed a cocktail napkin, and wrote down his digits. And that would have been a very classy end to the evening…except that when I got home and plugged my phone in, I attempted to enter his number…and ended up butt-dialing him three times at two in the morning. Luckily, he still called me back the next day, and the rest, as they say, is history. We’re now getting married