We were both freshmen staying at a coed dorm hall at the University of North Texas- I was 17, he was 18. He had come all the way from Chicago. He, being a guitarist, noticed me walking through the lobby with a guitar on my back and yelled "We should jam sometime!" So I RAN upstairs, dropped off my things, RAN downstairs, and played my guitar outside hoping he would notice- he did. He kept coming outside and going back into the lobby. Apparently he won me and a game of pool simultaneously.