Have you ever just stopped and thought about how you met your spouse? No really, have you just stopped and thought about the circumstances that brought you guys together? The meet phase is overshadowed by the dating phase. Many times couples forget the importance of the day you met. That day sets the tone to many memories that will be had after the initial “hellos.” The story of how I met my spouse will always be one of my favorite stories to tell.
Our story began on Friday, June 13, 1997. It was 19 years ago, I meet the guy I would spend the rest of my life with. I didn’t know it at the time that a simple encounter could change the trajectory of my life. Many of us go about our day with an agenda, a to-do list of things to accomplish, unbeknownst to me, on June 13, 1997, my to-do list included bumping into the guy that would later become my husband.
Friday the 13th-Superstitution
Per CNN article, Friday the 13th: How it came to be and why it’s considered unlucky, the author wrote this passage concerning the origin of Friday the 13th:
“The negative association with Friday specifically has a combination of religious and cultural origins. Some Christians believe Friday to be unlucky because it was the day of the week that Jesus was crucified.”
We are all aware of all the movies and quotes/sayings concerning Friday the 13th. Many people believe that the number 13 is bad luck and to have the 13th on a Friday means all hell will break loose. Not true for me.
The Horror of Finding Parking in Atlanta, GA
Some folks don’t like Friday the 13th, but for me 19 years ago, it was a life-changing day! I had only been living in Atlanta for exactly 13 days. I had moved into my dream apartment in my affluent area of Atlanta, Dunwood. The kids and I relocated for a new start and because my sister wanted to move to Atlanta. I was excited about the possibilities that were waiting on me in Atlanta.
With the move to a new city, meant I needed to find a job. I had secured a job interview with a local major company for Friday, June 13. Yes, they actually scheduled an interview on a Friday.
My love story started with me cussing out my future husband and him threatening to tow my car. Now, if that isn’t love, I don’t know what is. How did your love story begin?
So I get dressed and pump myself up for this interview. I’m feeling confident. I get to the interview location and there were NO PARKING SPOTS. Anyone that knows anything about Atlanta, you know most major corporations are not in stand-alone buildings but in complexes so there is a parking garage available for guests and employees to park. However, there were multiple businesses using the one parking lot, so that meant most, in my case, all parking spots were occupied.
Well, I’m driving around the parking lot trying to find a parking spot & I finally find one. I back into the spot & here comes a security guard talking about I can’t park there. Well, 19 years ago my attitude, was let’s just say I wasn’t feeling him trying to tell me what I cannot do. If you knew me then, you know my face showed everything I was thinking and of course my mouth spoke what I was thinking.
What the hell? Can’t park here?! Isn’t this a parking spot? ~ said by me
I’m confused as to why he is telling me I cannot park in that spot. I question him. He had a smart response. We continue to go back and forth concerning the parking spot. He threatens to tow my car & of course, I had a few [expletive] words I shared with him about him, Atlanta, & him towing my car. During all this, I was still aware that I was at that location for an interview and I needed to be on time for my interview. I told him I needed to park because I have an interview to get to and he better not tow my car.
As I walked away to arrive at my interview on time, the last thing I heard him say was “I’m towing your car.”
All while in the interview, I couldn’t help but wonder if he really was towing my car.
Well, long story short: my car wasn’t towed, I didn’t get the job, but I did get the security guard.
How Love Story Began on Friday, June 13
Our love began on that day! We laugh at it now because we both were flirting (in our own way) and didn’t realize we were starting a long love affair at that moment in that parking garage.
Most of us don’t have those fairy tale meetings that are written in the storybooks but for me, June 13, 1997, started my fairytale and I’m still living happily ever after and enjoying lasting love!
How did you meet your spouse?
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