How it began
Deciding to take a job for a software startup company in little ole Connecticut turned out to be the smartest thing that I ever did. Little did I know that my Starbucks mapping would lead to love. After arriving here I looked up the closest five Starbucks to where I was staying in Weston, CT. I went to them over a period of two weeks and almost settled one in Westport, CT. Thankfully it happened to be busy one afternoon so I wondered over to Wilton. And a pretty little lady behind the counter was enough to keep me coming back.
The other stores were all on main roads and nice enough, but I was looking for a quite place to read and get some work done. The sleepy store in Wilton, CT, turned out to be the place where I would find true love. I used to go in the bathroom and dump my coffee out after about an hour if I hadn’t finished it so that I would have a reason to go back up to the counter and ask Amy for a refill.
I was given the wrong phone number by Amy on Sunday, September 6th, 2015. We had our first date on New Years Eve December 31st 2015 in our little start up office. Then on March 13th, 2016 – her birthday – we finally had our first real date. (After she blew me off on Valentines day, and a fondue dinner. I think I was more upset at not having a reason to go enjoy fondue.)
We moved in on May 26th, 2016, and were engaged at the Georgia Aquarium on December 9th, 2016. And just over one year later we will commit to spending the rest of our lives together on December 24th, 2017.
It all started with a cookie… and some expletives.
As with any job, Starbucks has its’ good days and its’ “why on earth do I work here?” days. On this particular evening in early September, my good friend Joe and I were experiencing a “let’s quit and see how we do in Vegas!” type of night. With only fifteen minutes left until close and not a customer in sight, Joseph and I engaged in a much needed cathartic ranting session. This interaction proved to be both exuberant and colorful. After exhausting our lungs, the time we had been waiting for was upon us! Freedom from green apron oppression was within our grasp. He tossed me my keys! I yelled for him to switch off the lights! I boldly made my way from behind the line, rounding the corner to the door with a spring in my step! Free at last…
…until I saw Bob.
To the side, just out of view, an annoyingly quiet patron sat on his laptop. And there was no doubt. He. Heard. Everything.
Without thinking I did what any normal person would do… I moonwalked back around the corner (there’s no time to turn around in situations like this) and let out an emergency whisper to Joe. “There’s someone in the corner!”. To which he responded in a booming voice… “WHY ARE WE WHISPERING?”. Frustrated, I relayed my message again with hasty hand signals and finally, it clicked. His face turned white as he mouthed the word “Noooooo….”.
I looked again… mystery man was still there. So, seeing only one solution, I took a deep breath, emerged from behind the counter, and prepared to apologize my butt off. But after only a few seconds of begging for his forgiveness he began to laugh and told me he sympathized. So, I did what any sensible girl would do when talking to an unbelievably understanding man with a nice smile…
I offered my future husband a cookie.
…(He later snuck said cookie and most of the future snacks I offered into the trash due to a diet I knew nothing about.)
It didn’t take long before seeing Bob everyday become my favorite part about going to work. Then, eventually, our adventures together became my favorite part about not being at work. We fell in love. I knew that I had met the man I was supposed to be with.
And that my friends, is the way the cookie crumbles…
(Also, if he tries to tell you I gave him the wrong number on purpose, he’s full of lies.)
We took a trip to the Georgia Aquarium on December 9th, 2016 to spend the night sleeping with the fishes and enjoy an ugly Christmas sweater party. And just by chance this guy arranged to propose to Amy with two scuba divers in the water on a behind the scenes tour of the aquarium. They held up a sign reading “Of all the fish in the sea, you’re the one for me, Amy, Will you marry me?” Turns out that worked.
Thankfully she said yes, otherwise that would have been an uncomfortable night sleeping under the sharks and sea life of the aquarium. We have been inseperabel since about two weeks after we met in September of 2016. It did take her a long, long, long, long time to come around and finally date me. She even blew me off on Valentines day when I had a nice fondue meal planned. Moral of the story fellas is that persistence pays off.