I'm not sure where to start but let's begin with how the day started for me.
Woke up early this morning and somehow I already feel like today might be different. Well not that special that is. Before going to work I did something that someone was expecting me to do eventually... I posted a picture on my facebook account relating to my marriage, my wedding picture with my wife. I was thin back then so can't argue with that. As of the time I am typing this, I believe I have at least 45 likes from friends of mine and hers.
Anyhow, going to the topic, I am trying to recall the story behind of how we met and we got married and all. It's like one of those sitcoms, "how i met your mother?" but with only less women in the story involved... or so I speak (winks).
It may have all started around 2001. My parents have been pestering me to get a job as I am a freeloader at that moment. So having the access to the internet I decided to apply online on some jobs available and posted over the net. I applied to an agency (JobsDB) and landed my job as Team Lead for a call center. Big Break for me as I was expecting to get an agent level job.My parents were excited as well and somehow finally I can help with the house expenses. A month long training on "correct english accent" and another month on product training, we were on our way to a professional career. I have to admit my position as a team lead didn't go as what I wanted as it was my first job and I am not that of a people person by then. A few months on the job and somehow I was leaning to this girl who happens to be one of my agents. After a short scuffle with the guy whose also after him, I decided not to fall in love for awhile.
That got cut short when an old flame decided to get in touch with me. I was then now confident seeing I have a job to back me up with my goal of being with her once again but somehow our communication got cut off again. Another month passed, a new batch of agents arrive (i'm such a bad employee and hitting on agents that are below me). Moving forward, I started hitting on this petite girl. She was nice. Cute in her own way. But a little moody at times. She was the first person who helped me buy a cellphone, my very first cellphone. We were hitting it off good but somewhere along the road, I got shutdown. I was expecting it, knowing what she told me about her past. While I was actually hitting at her, there was this obnoxious, irritating tomboy of a girl who would often interfere every time I would visit this girl I was hitting on. Apparently this tomboy was to be my wife. We were the worst of enemies. We would argue, bicker and like grab each other to the throat. Everyone wanted to hand us anything sharp as to end our petty arguments.
I was then informed by one of my agents that this "woman", quote on quote, I now call her "woman", has a past that got me intrigue. She was a single parent. Ok? Single parent... so what does it have to do with me? I'm not sure then or what happened but along the long and lonely road, I ended up visiting her place and meeting her parents. I do recall we talked and started mellowing to each other. But me visiting her place... something I am not. Ok, I'm old school. I court the parents before her... and before you know it... 12 years had passed. She is now my wife.
Can't argue with that.
We've had our ups and downs. Arguments, fights and almost broke up a couple of times but whenever I think of the reason why I married her, I always go back to her. I won't tell what it is. There's actually more to the 12 years that had passed and more stories to tell but I'll put that on another time. Again, thanks for listening.
