Whodathunkit?
Yeah, so suprise suprise, eh? The old Lancerooni is getting married! I'm pretty pumped and will now tell you the story of my lovely girlfriend. (I HATE the word 'FIANCE', so totally la-dee-da elitist sounding IMHO.)A long time ago in a galaxy far away, a Wookie and an Ewok were hanging out and drinking on Endor, when they decided to make a beer run. Well long story short, they were to drunk and crashed their speeder bikes into a big ass tree.
Just thought I'd put that in there, because I'm not sure if the "how I met my future wife story" is going to be too exciting for anyone.
About 5 months after I got out of DHS, I got a job at a crappy plastic tank factory called QMP. You may have seen it on the highway into Saskatoon, it's right by the auction mart. Anyhoo, fast forward 2 boring years of me working at QMP, when in this totally awesome chick named Sarah starts working at QMP. She's pretty cool, about 5 ft 2 and could work harder than most of the men that worked at QMP. Anyways, we become friends and start hanging out (I realise at this point I should mention that I had NO romantic interest in Sarah. Partly because she smoked at the time, but mostly because of her massive wrestler looking oilfield boyfriend. Don't get me wrong though, she was pretty smokin hot.)
So Sarah and I started going to comedy nights on Fridays at David's lounge, when lo and behold, one night she invites her friend. She goes, "Oh Lance, maybe you and Marge should go out. You'd be perfect for each other!) Then she proceeds to tell me that Marge likes to play Dungeons and Dragons, is a big Star Trek fan and the romantic interest killer: She has a really nice personality. (As any guy who's reading this,(( and maybe some girls too)) can probably guess, my expectations were not high at all.
Well, Sarah neglected to mention that Marge was a 5 ft tall 120 pound Blonde that was extremely attractive. And for the record, did and does have a great personality. So we started going out as a group for comedy nights and eventually she asked me out, on account of how I'm a total wuss.
And now 3 years later, I'm getting married! I now totally beleive that soulmate, love at first sight stuff that I previously thought was total BS. I've also kinda come to beleive in some sort of greater power. Call it God, call it Buddah, call it your stupid damn cat, I don't know. All I know is that this greater power rewarded my work in the hellhole of QMP with the greatest gift I've ever recieved. Her name is Marge.
And I love her.
posted by Lance @ 3:39 p.m.
3 Comments:
This Seinfeld quote reminded me of you after I read your post, you old softie you.
Jerry: (Crying) What--what is this salty discharge?
Elaine: Oh my God. You're crying.
Jerry: This is horrible! I care!
So working in a heckhole eventually pays off, you say? An interesting strategy that merits further consideration on my part (lol)
Congratulations and all the best, my friend! (imagine a thumbs-up)
Yeah Ev. There's a rule that if you put in enough time at a crap hole, SOMETHING good has to happen to you. Unfortunately, I can't help with the helping you meet a woman, cause all Marge's friends are married, but I'll keep an ear out.
OH and I don't have a digital camera, so I'll get a picture of Marge on here sometime. (If I can figure out how to put it on here.)
congrats to you lance ol' boy. good to have found you on the weberoni.
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