I met my last girlfriend in the emergency room. She was passed out on my lawn with the neighbor’s dog licking chunks and used vodka off her chin,Â so I took her in to have her stomach pumped. When she came to, our eyes locked, and it began a wonderful three weeks of freaky bliss.
Now, that may not be the perfect example of a “meet-cute story”. I mean it has all the key elementsÂ â€” chance, humor, and, best of all, a cuddly puppy! â€” butÂ it’s probably never going to find its way into a Rom-Com plot.
How did you meet your partner? Is it aÂ meet-cute story, a meet-ugly story, or a meet-meh story?