When I went home to Scranton for Thanksgiving, I learned a hard lesson.
It was late at night and I was lying in the black lacquer bed (like this, but the headboard is round. Seriously.) I picked out when I was twelve or thirteen. I didn’t open Tinder looking for love. Nay, I figured that Tinderers of Scranton would provide fine fodder for Why Did You Put That on Tinder??
Yeah, I’m cruel like that.
Instead, after five or six swipes left, I was faced with something terrible: a man with whom I shared 73 Facebook friends. Yep, someone from my high school.
Naturally this wasn’t a recently-divorced, still-hot former football star valedictorian. No. This was a dude with a mustache who used to skip classes to smoke outside the gym. That guy.
[Another friend who shall remain nameless was given her brother as a match. Ew. Ew! No!]
Learn from my mistake: hide yourself on Tinder before going to your hometown. Change your Discovery Preferences. Just do it. Do it now.
I needed a good laugh this morning, thank you!
My pleasure!
How is your dad doing?
Decent. I’ll see him tomorrow. Thanks for asking.
Lol! I have no clue what Tinder is, but i assume it creates loving relationships? Who coukd a man love more than a sister?
Oh. Yeah. You’ve totally got it now! 😁
You got sent to Dunder Mifflin or Michael Scott Paper Company on your next two choices, right, Jen? Wow. Homeward bound. Have a great Christmas in Scranton.
Thanks! Enjoy.
Always awkward when someone you know pops up on Tinder!
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