The Best of Tinder

So in my last post I promised to tell you about Tinder- and now I will. Tinder, if you don't know, is a mobile app you use to "make friends"- aka get laid. Why did I use it then, given my current propensity to stay virgin until some necrophiliac digs up my skeleton? Well, long story short- I was at maccas on 10pm on a cold night, and my friend said to me, "you should get Tinder! It's so fun!". So I got Tinder, and it was pretty fun.

Tinder functions like this: you connect your Facebook account, and then choose a few profile pictures, write a short "about me", and off you go. You get shown the profiles of all the people around you, and then you can either swipe left for "no" or swipe right for "yes". Now it's all anonymous, but if both of you swipe "yes" then a conversation is started, and thus the hook up begins.

As you can clearly see, this app is quite shallow in nature, and though it is advertised use is for making friends and meeting new people for a fun conversation- you really kind of just look at people's profile pictures, find that they're attractive and hope that they'll talk back to you. It's essentially Omegle with a picture- and I swear if the picture wasn't there I'd be much more inclined to shit-talk everyone.

Tinder was kind of fun for the first hour or so, while I was on there. My self-esteem was overfilled and I now have 10+ matches, which basically means I've matched with everyone who I've said yes to. It's kind of an awesome feeling, not being rejected, but it kind of doesn't mean anything because it's fucking Tinder.

Anyway I haven't had any meaningful conversation with anyone on Tinder- people are kind of lame and I don't even know how this thing works as a hook up app. I guess some people don't really need shame and you can just take off your clothes and type "DTF" to everyone you match with. It's a novelty app, for sure, but in terms of value and sustained satisfaction it really has nothing to offer.

So my being on Tinder should give you some insight into my pitiful love-life at the moment. I kind of got rejected and kicked all the way to Mars by someone who I wasn't even dating during the holidays, so I was a bit grouchy and while I caught up with friends during that time, some encounters were not entirely satisfying. Not that it matters now, I guess. This is my second week back to school and already I've fallen behind in work. Except days crammed full of lectures are really hard for me- I think I have some sort of attention deficit disorder or something- it's increasingly hard to concentrate, and I seem to be distracted by even the smallest things.

Basically, the moral of this totally cool story is: don't be me, enjoy your life and try not to be rejected by everyone you like IRL and resort to Tinder for restoration of self-esteem.