Upon meeting as attendees at a bachelorette party in September 2019, Christi Noebel insisted that she "knew my future husband" and immediately demanded my phone number to send to Jeff. I woke up the next morning to a message from Jeff that read "Apparently you are my future wife, but maybe we should have a drink first?" Neither of us wanting to incur the wrath of Christi, we agreed to meet up about 2 weeks later. We realized that our awkwards matched and that we were the male/female versions of each other--for better or for worse.