Two book nerds found each other through Twitter, so who are we to say that love is dead?
One time I tweeted at Sorel boots, because I saw a perfect snow print of their logo on the ground, and it took them two weeks to favorite it. I don’t know what I was hoping for, but marrying a giant boot was definitely on the table. In the case of Victoria Carlin, a woman who took a chance on a corporate account, her man behind the curtain flirted right back.
In 2012, a guy named Jonathan O’Brien was tweeting for a Waterstone’s book store on Oxford Street in London, when he made a reference to Pokémon. This story is a perfect example of how timing is everything, because if he’d made this same joke in the last two weeks it would have been completely lost in the deluge:
Carlin saw this and knew she had found her man:
That is so corny and sweet and I am going to die alone.
Carlin was nothing if not persistent, and soon she was tweeting at O’Brien’s personal account. It would be inappropriate to run game from your job (which is why I don’t respond to marriage proposals in Kinja, sorry,), but he wasn’t a saint. Carlin told The Guardian:
…She noticed Jonathan tweeting a hankering for doughnuts. She had time to spare, so she bought a bag and went to the shop.
“‘My legs were taking me and my head was going: “What are you doing?” ‘Upstairs, she worked out who he was. ‘And he was so much taller than I thought he would be. I’m only 5ft. I stood in the queue waiting. He went: “Hi, how can I help you?” and I just said: “There you go, there’s a doughnut. As requested.” Then I bottled it and ran away.’”
Soon they were dating, and then:
How many people get to say that in earnest? As for the current social media manager at Waterstone’s:
I feel ya.
GET JEZEBEL RIGHT IN YOUR INBOX
Still here. Still without airbrushing. Still with teeth.
