Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Fuddruckers in my life.


When I see a Fuddruckers restaurant it is hard for me not to think about my wife; that is because back in the summer of 2002 that was the place where I met my wife. Everything started because one of my friends was trying to talk to a girl that worked a Fuddruckers and he wanted me to help him talk to the girl, according to him she was beautiful, not like any other girl, and all kinds of other things, little did I know; she was going to end up being my wife. At first she didn't really wanted to talk to me, apparently we had met before and I was rude to her; up to this day I still can’t remember when that happened.
About a week after we first met I ended up going back to the restaurant, she took my order and as she was walking away from the cash register she fell flat on her butt, I couldn’t help it but to laugh, she didn’t like that… not one bit, and long story short I ended up wearing my cheese burger home. After a couple of days I guess she felt bad and started to talk to me; we ended up being really good friends and I did tried to help my friend get with her, but she ended up telling me that she was not interested on him. One year after a good friendship we ended up together and got married in 2005, for our first food we decided to go to Fuddruckers. Seven years later we are still together and every time we go to that restaurant we look at each other and smile thinking about all the things we’ve been through and how that restaurant was so important for our relationship and now we got two kids to prove it.

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