I have two.
I used to work at a service station in a small town. The service station was the only place open twenty four hours and we also sold basic groceries, some hot food and cigarettes, so we used to get all sorts through there. I used to get asked out and hit on all the time. Not because I'm so awesome, but because generally it was after midnight, they were drunk and I was female. I always said no, until this one guy. He was gorgeous. Tall, muscles in all the right places, amazing green eyes, etc. He asked me out and after I picked my jaw off the floor, I accepted. Because I hadn't dated much, I told him that some friends and I were going to the pub that weekend, so why didn't he meet me there, have a few drinks then maybe go somewhere else together? He was fine with this. After he left I hurriedly rang all my friends (including my boss who was male, but a close friend) and organised the night out.
The weekend arrives. Guy turns up at the pub half an hour after we'd agreed to meet: Strike one. Looks me up and down and tells me he thought I would have worn something that showed off my 'assets' a little better: Strike two. Becomes insanely jealous that my male boss was there and tries his hardest to pick a fight with him: Strike three. This was before my ehell days so I told him to go away and do something anatomically impossible with himself. This didn't stop him from sneaking up behind me and groping me while I was playing eight ball. I actually found out later that he had a girlfriend and three kids.
My boss (not the same one from above) asked me if I was single. I very warily replied that I was and wanted to know why she was asking. She told me she had a single friend I might like to meet. She assured me that he wasn't a psycho and that she was having a BBQ that afternoon if I wanted to come and meet him.
When I got there the guy was already there, but he kept himself hidden in the shed with the other men until about half an hour after I arrived. I was very shy and didn't want to go into a shed with a group of blokes I didn't know. Eventually he came into the house and we sat on the couch together. He would make eye contact with me and only talked in monosylables. After only a couple of minutes he jumped up and rushed out of the house. I was quite offended naturally and was nearly ready to go home, when he came back in. Still without making eye contact he asked I wanted another drink and would I like a game of eight ball. I said yes to both and proceeded to kick his pants in eightball
He started to open up a little more, but I still didn't get the impression that he was really into me.
When I left, I assumed I'd never hear from him again. Well he rang me the next day and asked me out to dinner......We've been together for seven years now and have a child together. It turns out that he was exceptionally shy and liked me so much it almost crippled him. When he jumped off the couch and rushed out, he actually went out to ask a friend to come in a talk to me for him
Friend replied, in fairly crude terms, that if he did all the work he was the one who'd get to play scrabble with me. Poor dear. He really is the nicest person and we are insanely in love still, but I often tease him about our first date.