Love at first sight.

My friend and I were told that we'd be getting a new coworker. We knew it meant that one of us would have to show them the ropes; we hated that, so we rochambeaued for it. I lost.

I only knew the last name of the person, and shot them a text telling them the plan for the next day. We would meet very early and immediately get to going over things to speed up the transition. I wasn't prepared.

I approached our predesignated rendezvous and in place of the brawny, smelly oaf I expected was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. It was like getting punched in the throat; I choked on my false assumptions and gladly.

I introduced myself and we immediately hit it off. We spent the better part of the the following 5 hours getting to know each other. We made the same jokes, finished each other's sentences, read each other's minds. I don't think I showed her a Damn thing about work.

We had lunch together, overlooking a beautiful lake and Mountain view as bald eagles soared above. Got Damn it was biblical. We were eventually released for the day but that wasn't enough for us. We met at the local bar for trivia night (along with her mother who helped her move and the rochambeau master). We were crushed by the old men group but it didn't matter, I had the best day I had in a very long time.

The next day, we were back hanging out again getting no work done. One manager who met her as I stood there asked her how long we knew each other. When she said two days his jaw dropped and he exclaimed that he thought it had to be years.

Guys. This was Friday. It's Sunday. I haven't seen her since. It's driving me crazy. She's amazing. She's more than I deserve. This past year has been rough for me, but she makes me forget there was ever a time in my life where I didn't think I'd be alive the next day.

Is this, love at first sight?

Submitted April 29, 2019 at 01:30AM

My friend and I were told that we'd be getting a new coworker. We knew it meant that one of us would have to show them the ropes; we hated that, so we rochambeaued for it. I lost.I only knew the last name of the person, and shot them a text telling them the plan for the next day. We would meet very early and immediately get to going over things to speed up the transition. I wasn't prepared.I approached our predesignated rendezvous and in place of the brawny, smelly oaf I expected was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. It was like getting punched in the throat; I choked on my false assumptions and gladly.I introduced myself and we immediately hit it off. We spent the better part of the the following 5 hours getting to know each other. We made the same jokes, finished each other's sentences, read each other's minds. I don't think I showed her a Damn thing about work.We had lunch together, overlooking a beautiful lake and Mountain view as bald eagles soared above. Got Damn it was biblical. We were eventually released for the day but that wasn't enough for us. We met at the local bar for trivia night (along with her mother who helped her move and the rochambeau master). We were crushed by the old men group but it didn't matter, I had the best day I had in a very long time.The next day, we were back hanging out again getting no work done. One manager who met her as I stood there asked her how long we knew each other. When she said two days his jaw dropped and he exclaimed that he thought it had to be years.Guys. This was Friday. It's Sunday. I haven't seen her since. It's driving me crazy. She's amazing. She's more than I deserve. This past year has been rough for me, but she makes me forget there was ever a time in my life where I didn't think I'd be alive the next day.Is this, love at first sight?