This however counts a lot of them out. I also like ladies who are extraordinarily grounded and who are quite relaxed about life, not so into themselves as an example. I also like them to have a pleasant grin and engaging eyes, a slim figure would also be a bonus. What I have just described is what I claimed to be my perfect squeeze. This complete concept was blown out of the water around 10 years when I had to work on a project at work with a woman called Sam. She was about a decade older than I was and I’ll always remember what my initial impressions of her were.

She had made no effort with her appearance, had not even brushed her hair it looked, she dressed as if she was 20 years older than she really was and fundamentally seemed as if she had not slept the evening before. This can appear quite wicked and oppressive; this is what I used to be like back then, I am ashamed to consider how my mind used to work. I’m cheerful however that I’ve now changed to be what I’m hoping is a nicer person. In spite of these 1st impressions I should say that Sam was so nice and useful to me over the next a quarter.

She’s probably one of the kindest and purest folks I’ve ever met. After roughly 10 weeks of first meeting Sam, I began to dream about her and I believe I fell madly in love with her. She hadn’t all of a sudden made an effort with her appearance, still looked a mess for example. The fact was it didn’t matter to me anymore; it was what was within that counted.

I never admitted to Sam how I felt as she was married; I suspect her hubby is one of the luckiest men alive. Thanks Sam for teaching me a particularly significant lesson in love.