Where I’m at a restaurant, and I say something smart about the service there. And this random, but very pretty girl jumps in and joins me for the quick and witty banter about how bad the service is yet we keep coming back to the place. And she tells me her name. And I tell her mine. And she tells me that she has to go so somehow I get the balls to ask for her number, and after the long ass three seconds of waiting she smiles and says sure. So I get it. And A couple days later I get invited to a shin-dig by a person I don’t really like because he’s always flaunting his accomplishments because he went to a great school, or his rich dad made him vice president or some shit. And he makes a sly joke about how I’m going to show up alone. So I decide to not go until about an hour before the shin-dig starts, I call the same girl I met at the restaurant. And she says yes. So I pick her up and she looks stunning. And we have a great time at the douchebags place. So great that I forget that the asshole is even there. And from that moment… that moment on, The greatest relationship was in full affect. Where our dull moments were someone else’s greatest. And we enjoyed every single year, month, week, day, hour, minute and second of each other. You can judge me it’s cool.