I don’t usually post in the CR but have a few stories I’d love to share.Sorry that they’re all jumbled together in one megilla. I’m switching some details so identities are not exposed.
I once dated a guy-we’ll call him Avi.Avi was from Chicago. He was a great boy and had lots of qualities I wanted in a husband but we didn’t really click and ended after 3 dates. Fast forward to the next guy, whose name was Avrohom who was in the same Yeshiva as Avi. Avrohom kept talking about his roommate on our first date without mentioning his name. I was curious if it may be the same guy I just dated so I asked if he’s from Chicago. He said yes. Later on in the date, he mentioned his roommate once more so I asked if he had the same name as him. He said yes.Embarrassed, I realized I just dated his roommate right before him and I said, “Oh, I think I know who he is.” Fast forward 3 weeks, Avrohom and I were on date number 6 and I mentioned that I met another classmate of his, Shmuel on an airplane over a year ago and had a good 3 hour shmooze. Avrohom told me that he had heard among the grapevine that a guy in his yeshiva had a planedate with me but didn’t know who it was and now he knows who! Fast forward, Avrohom and I got engaged and I found out that Avi and Avrohom were both red to me the same time but Avrohom couldn’t date me yet since he didn’t yet pass his rode test so he let Avi date me first.Besides, he knew that they were both so different from each other that if I was for one of them, I wouldn’t be a match for the other so it didn’t bother him to let Avi date me first.He swore Avi to secrecy not to reveal anything about me so he can come up with his own impression of me which I was so thankful for since Avi and I didn’t click and I totally wasn’t myself with Avi. A few weeks in to our engagement, a close friend approached me about setting up a girl, Miriam who she was very close with who I knew a drop but didn’t know that personally. I immediately thought of setting her up with Avi for no good reason, other than why not. A few days later, I saw Miriam by a wedding and told her I suggested a guy for her and that she is personally invited to my vort. She actually showed up at my vort and I noticed that she was whispering a lot on the side to my close friend. I knew something was up. I found out that at the vort, she saw a guy she was about to dump who thought it was going well and that she was trying to figure out who Avi was. Turns out, the guy she was going to dump was another roommate of Avrohom’s and Avi’s and she was now going to dump one roommate and date the other! At the vort, I tried to point out Avi to her but they were all dancing at the time and many had sefira beards and glasses so it was hard to distinguish between a few of them.The guy who showed up at her door ended up looking nothing like the guy she thought I was pointing to lol. Fast forward a few weeks, and Avi and Miriam were still dating and getting serious. Miriam was more serious than Avi at that point. My chassan, Avraham was one of Avi’s references and Miriam’s mom was enamoured by him when she spoke to him. She felt like she had to meet him so she invited us to A shabbos meal. Avi was not thrilled when he heard this since he had some serious doubts about the shidduch and felt that us eating by Miriam’s house would make things seem more serious than they were. Miriam was really excited about the shidduch but Avi was not. Fast forward 2 weeks and they got engaged. I became close with Miriam and now our husbands were already close from being roommates. Had to see Avi quite often between their Lchaim, vort,wedding,sheva brachos, our vort,our wedding, our sheva brachos and many Shabbos meals. NOT awkward!! But I eventually got used to it and don’t view him as a guy I once dated:) Now, getting back to Shmuel, the airplane guy-the story didn’t end there. A week after Avrohom and I got married, we were invited to a sheva brachos of another roommate of Avrohom’s made in Shmuel’s house. They sat me right near Shmuel and Avrohom told me Shmuel appeared quite uncomfortable. Basically, back when I met Shmuel on the airplane, I wasn’t sure what his intentions were after our long shmooze and he didn’t really say anything when we both left the plane. I was thinking maybe we can give it a shot and date for real so I somehow got my resume over to him through family friends who knew his family. He declined it-and now, here he was,face to face with me, once more, married to his yeshivamate lol.