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I’d been hanging out with friends most of the night until “she” walked in. I noticed her from across the bar and around the corner. I was instantly fixated on her in a way that’s only happened four times in more than a decade: two of those being my two ex-girlfriends of three years a piece, and that was eons ago. Even liquid courage wouldn’t help me approach her; I’d had far too much liquid to have any real courage. So a married friend pushed me towards my Godsend, complete with her own set of wings ordering Alabama Slammers.

Things didn’t click at all with Miss Alabama. It didn’t help that I was beyond gone off Johnny. But somehow, from my recollection, I was uncharacteristically persistent and annoying, even telling off some bar patron who was talking to her that I deemed less than. Still, she gave me her real number. It definitely helped that her being friend with my best friend’s sister.

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It didn’t click between us until a few months later. By then she admitted having turned single that week of the party after a horrible experience and had already dated another guy in the interim. Those few months we spent together were fast and furious, but utter bliss. I fell for her like I’d never fallen for a woman before, especially in that short amount of time. From my first time meeting with her, I dropped all my side acts, focused the bulk of my time on her, and hung on her every word. No 3-Day Rule, no waiting, no games, no lies, no bullshit. I knew it was not an act because I connected with her in a way I had never connected with any other woman. I even remember having that crazy feeling in the car before I left that first weekend, the one of just knowing.

Problem is if you’re not whole when you fall, then you’re likely to fall the wrong way. She had baggage. I had issues. And things fizzled with miscommunication, mistrust, and a singular bad mistake on my part. I got exceedingly drunk waiting hours upon hours for her to arrive at a party and I ended up swapping info with a cute friend of a friend. Women’s intuition is too keen to discredit and, despite coming as drunkenly clean as possible, “she” split within 15 minutes, record time. Fate it seems is not without a sense of irony.

Now that everything has played out, the one I cared about most doesn’t want contact with me. Karma can be a bitch, but it can also be a great teacher. I’m unabashedly single with my head back on straight and my mind focused on staying uninvolved so I can get my life on track. Whenever I happen to fall again hopefully I’ll have put in the work to be much more whole and fall the right way, with her falling right next to me.

Love at First Sight: She Had Me at Alabama Slammers

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