It was a bleak Friday night in February. Claudia was sitting at the bar with some teacher friends
drinking a PBR, when her friend complained about the dating site Plenty of Fish. Claudia rolled her eyes
and asked if he had tried Tinder. Just a few weeks ago, Claudia had taken her first dip into the Tinder
world. She found it overwhelming and was often responding to “How are you?” with “I put two
matching socks on so… good?” Needless to say, her stint on Tinder was short lived, yet here she was
teaching someone else about it.
drinking a PBR, when her friend complained about the dating site Plenty of Fish. Claudia rolled her eyes
and asked if he had tried Tinder. Just a few weeks ago, Claudia had taken her first dip into the Tinder
world. She found it overwhelming and was often responding to “How are you?” with “I put two
matching socks on so… good?” Needless to say, her stint on Tinder was short lived, yet here she was
teaching someone else about it.
“Here, it’s really simple. Swipe through their pics, check out the bio, swipe left if it’s a no and swipe right
if it’s a yes. If you’re lucky, you’ll get a match. Just like this.” And that’s when destiny waved her wand or
Tinder’s algorithm decided to bring a 26-year-old named Michael onto Claudia’s screen.
“Like look at this guy. His pictures are kinda artistic, only one shows some of his face, and he’s a
smart-ass in his bio. Hmm…I don’t know.” Then she scrolled down and laughed. “Oh, my God. Banana
phone? What the hell?” And she swiped right…and got a match.
A few hours later, Claudia was bored after her maid of dishonor crashed on her couch from a pizza
coma. Suddenly, the Banana Phone guy messaged her complimenting her pearls and curls. Before she
knew it, Carly was waking up complaining about Claudia’s silly giggles. After a failed attempt at a first
date, a week later Claudia asked Michael to go to a beer, bourbon, and BBQ festival. Not a bad choice
for a first date.
if it’s a yes. If you’re lucky, you’ll get a match. Just like this.” And that’s when destiny waved her wand or
Tinder’s algorithm decided to bring a 26-year-old named Michael onto Claudia’s screen.
“Like look at this guy. His pictures are kinda artistic, only one shows some of his face, and he’s a
smart-ass in his bio. Hmm…I don’t know.” Then she scrolled down and laughed. “Oh, my God. Banana
phone? What the hell?” And she swiped right…and got a match.
A few hours later, Claudia was bored after her maid of dishonor crashed on her couch from a pizza
coma. Suddenly, the Banana Phone guy messaged her complimenting her pearls and curls. Before she
knew it, Carly was waking up complaining about Claudia’s silly giggles. After a failed attempt at a first
date, a week later Claudia asked Michael to go to a beer, bourbon, and BBQ festival. Not a bad choice
for a first date.
All of her life Claudia had heard “You just know when you know” and thought it was stupid. But then,
she knew. It could have been when Michael agreed the best mayo is Dukes or it could have been when
he said he had a job, car, and place of his own. Either way, she knew in her heart this man she had never
met was the one for her.
The first date, led to the second one that evening. And before she knew it, Claudia had met Michael’s
family, they had decided to move in together, and were flying around Atlanta in a bi-plane. He had
literally “swiped” her off her feet.
she knew. It could have been when Michael agreed the best mayo is Dukes or it could have been when
he said he had a job, car, and place of his own. Either way, she knew in her heart this man she had never
met was the one for her.
The first date, led to the second one that evening. And before she knew it, Claudia had met Michael’s
family, they had decided to move in together, and were flying around Atlanta in a bi-plane. He had
literally “swiped” her off her feet.
