Rashad and I met while working at Joe’s Crab Shack in 2012. He was working in the kitchen as a dishwasher, and I was out front serving tables. Our first interaction happened at the end of a busy shift when I carried a rack of cups to the dish pit and asked if he could wash them. Rashad quickly responded “No,” which caught me off guard and I responded with a dirty look. Ironically this led to many Thursday night dates, and the rest is history.