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For my first job straight out of college, I had to get CPR training. It just so happened that there was only one other person in the training class, a drop-dead gorgeous girl who also worked for my new employer. We started talking, but I found out she had a boyfriend. About a month later, I got a promotion and was asked to be her co-worker at the same site. After about a week of working with her, I found out that she and her boyfriend were no longer together. The door was open! About 2 weeks later (I had to let things mellow out first), I asked her out on a date to have some drinks and maybe shoot some pool. When I arrived at her apartment, she was just finishing up getting ready. She told me to make myself a drink, adding that she would be ready in about 15 minutes. As it turned out, she took longer than that, and I had a "few" drinks. Then next thing I knew, it was 3 a.m., and I had passed out on her floor. She had put a blanket over me as I lay there. She was in her bed, and when I went in to ask her what had happened, she told me, quite directly, that I had passed out. Amazingly enough, 2 1/2 years later, we are still hanging tough, and I plan to ask her to marry me shortly! -- Frank, 25