I was somewhat new to the area and I didnt get out much. Ian who had been in the area for years, didnt get out much either. On May 20th,2017, my friends forced me to go out with them to the local party scene. As they danced away into the crowd, I sat at the bar being a “dud”, not knowing that somewhere in that same bar... My FOREVER person was also being forced to be there by his friends as well. There I sat at the bar scrolling through Pintrest, when out of nowhere this guy spills his shots of vodka all over my dress. I was embarrassed to say the least, but to make matters worse, this guy’s group of friends laughed at me as they hurried away. The guy who spilled his drink turned out to be my co-workers husband. He apologized and offered for me to play pool with his group of friends. As I walked over to the pool table this guy introduces himself and never stops talking! Long story short: That Nonstop talking guy who laughed the loudest while I sat at a bar soaked in alcohol ended up being my husband. ... and No!, he still hasnt “quieted down”.