“There’s no one new around you. Invite your friends!”
Gee, thanks Tinder, but if I wanted to talk to my friends, I would text them, not swipe at them on your dating site.
I was beyond embarrassed to admit I was on what is widely considered to be a hook up site, but it was rapidly worsening when it became apparent that I wasn’t getting any matches. But, curiosity killed the cheshire cat, and so I became Casey in Tinderland.
It’s now been one month since falling down the rabbit hole, and I’ve met my share of cards, cads, mad men and queens, but sadly, no rabbit. Perhaps you have to be a blond to have a bunny in your storyline.
Here’s a few things I discovered over the course of one month:It’s equally divided between people who admit they just want a hookup and people who claim they are looking for a relationship.
Tinder is like fight club. And the first rule of fight club is . you don’t talk about fight club.
Everyone is using it. Why don’t you know about this? Refer above.
A few ex boyfriends will comment on the fact that you are on Tinder. Hey Pot, this is Kettle. If you know I’m on here, you’re on here, too.
At least one man will ask you to show him how to coordinate the GPS in his phone so that he can meet his next Tinder date.
People will admit to changing their age on Facebook in order to meet more ‘Tinderellas’.
Part of me thinks I should be offended by this site. There is nothing basing your match on anything other than pure physical attraction.www.jewelleryflq679.top You can pick up men from the comfort of your bed, in sweat pants and a face mask. It’s like the room service of dating.
However, the realistic side of me sees the sheer brilliance in this. How often are we matched up with the “good on paper” guy who has more hair coming out of his ears than growing on his head? Who wants to admit to being that shallow person who turns someone down because, while your conversations are stimulating, you just don’t find yourself attracted to them?
All of that is removed with this dating site. If you see something you like, you swipe at it. If both parties swipe right, you’re ready for communication. Rejection is a simple swipe to the left, which is handy for either the rejector, or the rejectee. It’s simple and non confrontational.
So the next time you see a coworker secretly hunched over their phone? They’re probably on Tinder. Liking you or not.
“There’s no one new around you. Invite your friends!”
Gee, thanks Tinder, but if I wanted to talk to my friends, I would text them, not swipe at them on your dating site.
I was beyond embarrassed to admit I was on what is widely considered to be a hook up site, but it was rapidly worsening when it became apparent that I wasn’t getting any matches. But, curiosity killed the cheshire cat, and so I became Casey in Tinderland.
It’s now been one month since falling down the rabbit hole, and I’ve met my share of cards, cads, mad men and queens, but sadly, no rabbit. Perhaps you have to be a blond to have a bunny in your storyline.
