Someone once said that the secret to youth is to laugh often. If that’s the case, I have to thank Tinder as I have lost a few extra years to my life from all the laughter.
Tinder is my shits and giggles. So many luls.
Tinder has a way of providing women and men a false sense of security. It’s a bit of mind fuck if you’re not careful. You will find trolls like me. But there are times when I have quick trips of ego validation. Maybe as a female I had it easy. Because I can get 100 hits in a day whereas a guy would be lucky to get two. When I wasn’t being my usually nitpicky self, there be days where I can find any guy willing to court me.
There seem to be an excessive amount of banality, I beg of you please don’t be that guy and open up the line with “Hey there, you’re so cute with your glasses.” or worse asking “Hey, how are you?”
I do thrive on a good banter (it shows wit and I appreciate witty guys) and I usually find a few who did a great job of crossing swords with me. Tinder has made me feel super intelligent and definitely more desirable. Ergo the instantaneous ego boost.
Alas, females tend to have an invisible list of high standards. From a young age we innately understand that men are geared to want to get into our pants. If not our pant, then they try to crack into our minds. Actually guys definitely just want to get into your pants.
One of my highlights was when I serenaded as a ‘tourist’, for 3 hours we chatted in emoji. It was filled with sexual innuendos. Squirt, Squirt. Then when he thought we were going to have sex, he quickly attempted a rip-off version of Fifty Shades of Grey. He really really wanted to get into my pants!!
When I first started 30 Days of Tinder, I made created some guidelines for myself:
Well, rules are made to broken and I broke 2 out of the 4. Rule 1 was to strictly go on Tinder for ONLY 30 DAYS. As previously show on my last post, I broke the 30 day rule and went back on it for ‘research’.
While Rule 2 was to not meet any of the Tinder Fellas. Many have questioned (mostly men) and wondered why I placed a strict rule on myself. Towards the last few days of the experiment, I ended up going onto two dates. I think I even followed up with a second date with the second fella. He knew that I blogged about my findings and wasn’t phased by it. In the end I haven’t maintained any kind of relationships with them, especially since one of them had clear signs of Yellow Fever. He was my first Tinder Fail.
Is it an empowering tool for women? It does and it doesn’t. Though being bombarded by superficial request can be tiring and draining.
You also project what you want on Tinder, you can find anything on there. Yes, you can use it for sex, only if that’s what you want. It’s a matter of understanding what visual cues to share and set on your profiles. There are many guys who would display their 6-pack bods and if they’re wearing their underpants, it’s not a homage to Superman – it’s because they want to show their ‘big’ D. Whereas women, well frankly speaking they don’t have to do much but say yes.
Maybe, I’m secretly a Tinderella looking for my Tinderfella….
Regardless of what I think, online dating is here to stay. It’s the future of dating. Online dating is more for convenience, where people don’t have the time in their daily lives to pursue interactions with the opposite sex. Or rather, it’s not as in-your-face and has a stamp of anonymity to it. It doesn’t however replace meeting to face-to-face. It’s only seeing them physically can we assess if they are a bitch or dickheads.
I know Love isn’t exclusive, I just haven’t find the right partner. Well not on Tinder anyways.
Did you hear about how Blendr did a rebrand, its now called Baboo. Did I get that wrong? Maybe it’s been around for a while and it’s another infamous hook up app. There’s only one way to find out. Do more research!