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So I’m not sure I’ve ever told this story to anyone else (Morgan knows because she was there): the very first time we met in physical space was when I picked her up at LaGuardia Airport. We picked up her luggage…and I promptly got us lost on the way to the parking lot. Like, we ended up in service tunnels lost. I slowly began to panic, starting to fear that I had ruined any chance of a relationship. She’d already shown mild signs of nerves herself, and I was sure that my idiocy was not making a good impression. I was also more than a little afraid of getting us mugged during the parts when we were out of public sight. To my enormous relief, Morgan reassured me it was okay, and she understood that I was doing my best. She later told me that my sincere embarrassment and honesty about us being lost (i.e., I displayed zero macho BS about knowing where I was going) had been endearing.
Obviously, we found our way back to public areas, then found signs that got us to my car, and we drove off. Even in the dead of night, Morgan loved the depths of the woods around us. We found a highway rest stop for some food, I think the Burger King was still open, and had a good (and relief-stricken) laugh about the whole thing. I didn’t know it yet, but we had already started to “click” in real space.
On Feb. 13, 2023 at 7:33 pm Robin saidI slowly began to panic, starting to fear that I had ruined any chance of a relationship. She’d already shown mild signs of nerves herself, and I was sure that my idiocy was not making a good impression. I was also more than a little afraid of getting us mugged during the parts when we were out of public sight. To my enormous relief, Morgan reassured me it was okay, and she understood that I was doing my best. She later told me that my sincere embarrassment and honesty about us being lost (i.e., I displayed zero macho BS about knowing where I was going) had been endearing. I was indeed a bit nervous, having flown 3,000 miles to visit someone I’d met on the Internet, though I was less worried about something terrible happening than I was the relationship not working out.
Roland was so clearly mortified about the whole getting lost thing that I wanted to reassure him I wasn’t ready to get back on a plane and go home. I was also looking at signs and trying to help figure out where we needed to go, so it’s not like he was ignoring my advice or anything — we were lost together :-). The incident really broke the ice, though, which I think helped the rest of the weekend go as well as it did :-).
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