Siri and Patricia
how we met – patricia
Our love story began in college, but not the way you might think… Siri and I attended Carnegie Mellon University together for four years without meeting. Siri’s an engineer and I’m an opera singer; polar opposite fields of study. We managed to pass each other on campus and had lots of mutual friends but never actually met. That is, until the very final weeks of our senior year, when getting into a serious relationship is the last thing on anyone’s mind.
During those last weeks of school, I planned a dinner with a friend and he asked if he could bring along one of his good friends to even out the boy-girl ratio. This friend was Siri. During dinner Siri and I instantly bonded over our mutual obsession with Game of Thrones and the fact that we had both attended Waldorf schools growing up .
Siri says he started liking me from the moment we met, but for me it took a little more time. Dating was far down on my list of priorities because I had so much excitement ahead of me. I was about to graduate, get out of Pittsburgh, travel in Europe, and head to grad school. But…we still had a couple of weeks left, and there was something about Siri that intrigued me enough to keep talking to him. We hung out a few times but I wasn’t feeling a spark. I planned a couple of dates with him which I even ended up cancelling! Silly, silly me. But one night, during our first real date, everything changed in an extraordinary way. We had one of those first dates of dreams where everything goes better than you could have imagined. The sparks flew like fireworks and couldn’t be ignored. That night we came to the realization that what we were experiencing was something significant. I finally realized I was dealing with someone remarkable; one of those people you’re lucky to even come across once in your lifetime.
There was only one problem: we were graduating the next day and leaving for good. We had to go our separate ways, but knew we had to stay in touch. We skyped regularly and had our ups and downs each wondering if we should continue long distance with so little vision for our future. It seemed when I was ready to go for it, he was unsure, and vice versa. We both had two full years of commitments ahead of us on different sides of the country. We’d only known each other for a few months! Was there enough to build a viable long distance relationship? We reached a point where we lost faith and decided to end it. Being the rational people we are, we couldn’t see a logical way for our relationship to work. We completely stopped talking and I tried to forget him. But I couldn’t. And he couldn’t.
Siri flew out to visit me during the first month of school. We had an incredible weekend that solidified in my mind that we needed to be together, no matter the sacrifice. I poured my heart out and we decided to trust what we thought we had, what we now know we have. Fast forward through two (tough) years of long distance, one year of happily (and finally) living together in San Francisco. Now we’re engaged, and the vision for our future together has never been so clear.
how they asked – siri
After preparing speeches, buying a ring, and asking her parents for their blessing, I had been waiting for a few weeks for the perfect time to ask Patricia to marry me. The opportunity finally presented itself on Friday morning when Patricia suggested we do a night hike at Land’s End. This was it. The moment I had practiced for. I arrived home slightly late (thank you Friday night traffic), which forced us to race against time to catch the sunset. Sunset was at 8:17. It’s 8:00 and it’s a 15 minute drive. Shit. I frantically drive through the city, practically blowing through stop signs and speeding wherever possible. I even pull up waze to shave off 30 seconds. 8:14. We screech into the parking lot at the Legion of Honor and rush out. We start running through the rolling green hills of the golf course, when, completely unexpectedly, the golf course sprinklers turn on and flood the air in mist, which forces us to run even faster. Finally, we arrive at the look out point. 8:15. We made it!
With 2 minutes to spare. Patricia begins taking photos as the sun sets over the horizon. With limited time, I know it has to happen now. I turn her around and began to say my well rehearsed speech. Except… Well… the words weren’t flowing. Damnit! What was I saying? One misplaced romantic metaphor after another added up to a completely garbled speech that was incoherent. Come on Siri, get it together.
In the end, I managed to say only one thing correctly: “Patricia Westley, Will you marry me?” 1 second, 2 seconds… 5 minutes pass! Complete silence. Just kidding, she immediately said yes! And the rest is history.