AT A FUNERAL
“My friend’s grandmother passed away and I decided to go to the funeral to support my friend and her family. When the funeral was over, I was standing off to the side by myself when a guy, who looked to be my age, came up to me. He started flirting with me a little and we exchanged small talk for 15 minutes or so. It was a little weird to be talking about such happy and normal things at a funeral. He asked for my number and I gave it to him. Later on, I asked my friend who he was and she said it was a cousin of hers who recently became single. She hinted he has some ex-girlfriend baggage, so I decided to pass on the date and never texted him back.” —Greta, 31
AFTER PASSING OUT
“I was taking this really tough, bootcamp-style workout class, and it was 35 degrees outside. I didn’t eat anything beforehand and didn’t have any water with me—so yes, I was a wreck. We had to run a kay outside as part of the class, and halfway through, I passed out. When I woke up, the instructor and one other guy from the class were by my side, giving me water and asking me how I felt. I sat up, drank the water and felt a lot better. The instructor ran back in to get my phone and my purse so I could call someone to pick me up. The other guy from the class took this situation as an opportunity to hit on me. He said he knew something that could make me feel better. I asked him what and he said a night on the town with him. It was so cheesy and I was clearly not in the mood to be asked out. I rolled my eyes and when the instructor came back I told him that I felt uncomfortable around that guy and that he totally weirded me out.” —Lydia, 33
“I don’t have that many random followers on Instagram, so I noticed when this really awesome-looking guy followed me out of the blue. He would always like my photos and one day he direct messaged me telling me that he thought a photo of me going rock-climbing was really cool. I had butterflies in my stomach from his message, which was weird because I didn’t know anything about him, except from what I saw in his Instagram photos. We chatted back and forth a few times and he asked me to meet him for coffee. I didn’t tell any of my friends because I figured they would think I was crazy going out with a guy I met on Instagram, but I went and we hit it off. I think we dated for two or three months. In the end, we weren’t a good match, but I don’t regret going on the date or meeting him in real life." —Sophie, 27
AFTER DIALLING THE WRONG NUMBER
“I was dialing the only number I knew from heart, my parents’ number, from the phone at my office and I accidentally hit a 3 instead of a 7. I was so confused when a man answered the phone. We started chatting and he thought it was funny that I meant to call my parents and ended up calling him. We must have talked for 10 minutes before he asked me if I wanted to meet him for dinner. It was crazy and he knew that and so did I. I didn’t even know what he looked like, but I had this gut feeling that he was a cool person. He gave me his first and last name before the date so I could Google him. He seemed normal on social media and when I finally saw what he looked like in pictures, I was definitely attracted to him. We met on a Thursday night at a restaurant near my house. By that next Friday, we were officially boyfriend and girlfriend. We have been dating for six months. It’s probably the craziest way to meet someone, but I’m glad I dialled the wrong number that day!” —Molly, 38
IN HER THERAPIST’S WAITING ROOM
“I met my current boyfriend in our therapist’s waiting room. I had just finished my session and he was next to see her. Our therapist ran out for a few minutes to pick up lunch and I ended up striking a conversation with him. He made me laugh almost instantly and I loved his smile. He asked me out for a drink and I accepted because – why not? Once we started dating, he got a new therapist so that we wouldn’t see the same person and it wouldn’t be weird. We have been dating for almost two years.” —Claire, 29
WHILE BUYING TAMPONS
“I literally was holding tampons in my hand when I bumped into a guy who wasn’t watching where he was walking. He knocked them out of my hands and bent down to pick them up. I was mortified. I said thank you and kept shopping around the store. We were then stuck behind each other in a long checkout line. He kept trying to talk to me and before it was my turn to go and pay, he asked for my number. He said he wanted to take me to dinner. I said thank you again and lied and said I had a boyfriend. He just wasn’t my type and was coming on way too strongly.” —Debby, 26
This article originally appeared on Men's Health.
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