When I left school I didn't really have a plan. I'd got myself sorted out with a place to live - there were three of us from college all renting a house together. I'd got myself sorted out with a job - I was working in a mailing company (you'd recognize the name if I told you) where I was starting at the bottom, but there was a lot of room for advancement. I didn't have a girlfriend, but I've found that I can usually summon some chick on Tinder when I want to get laid... I'm tall, pretty good looking and can actually talk to people, which puts me a few steps above a lot of guys my age.
Anyway, work isn't too hard. I route mail around the building, and out to other buildings, and I deal with shipping larger stuff, like boxing things up and stuff. So I have a lot of autonomy, and a fair amount of downtime. It's during these periods of downtime that I generally go through Tinder. I swipe right on loads of chicks, I'll read their bio and weed out the boring ones, the ones looking for relationships and the uggos, and then I'll chase any that respond back. I usually have a few in rotation at any one time... I'm either talking to them and moving towards meeting them, fucking them or trying to softly jettison them because they're crap in bed or trying to get attached or something.
It was in one of these downtime periods when swiping, I stumbled across Sue's profile. She's a couple of years older than me, cute, funny and works in one of the offices upstairs. Her profile said about her being in an open relationship, and there were a couple of interesting pictures - there was a duckface selfie in the mirror with her hip sticking out, like pretty much all chicks do, but also one of her looking up at the camera with wide eyes, cut off just below the nose. I'm pretty sure that the picture was taken sucking somebody off there.
I initially wasn't sure what to do about it, so I spent a little time just reading the profile a couple of times, looking at the pictures. A part of me wondered if this was really her. I mean, the pictures were really her, but I've been catfished enough times to wonder if she knew the profile existed.
I'd done nothing when it came time for me to do my rounds, her profile was still the one on my screen in the app. I decided to talk to her, show her the profile and see how she reacted. I'd already loaded up the cart and nothing else had come in, so I went to do my delivery.
Sue's usually sort of in the middle, maybe a third of the way around, but I did all the other floors first, then all of her floor before getting to her desk.
"Hi," I said.
"Hi," she replied. "Do you have anything for me?"
I gave her her bundle and she dumped them in a tray on her desk without looking at them.
"Thanks," she said.
"Um," I said, suddenly not really sure whether to tell her or not.
She looked up at me. Fuck it, no time like the present, right?
"There's this," I said and handed her my unlocked phone. In the app. With her profile on the screen.
I swear she blushed a little, and handed it back quickly. She was the one who seemed nervous now.
"Are you really in an open relationship?" I asked her.
"I am," she said, "it was even my husband's idea."
"Interesting," I said.
So it was her profile. Intrigued with possibilities, I held my phone up where she could see it and swiped right.
"Have a good evening," I told her and headed down to my little office. The ball was in her court now, and I was interested to see where she hit it.
I mean, even though she's a few years older, she's cute and, from the pictures on the app, she's sexier than she looks at work.
