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It did, however, take me a few minutes to get used to the fact that I was, for better or worse, dating online. Forever I’d boasted that I would never do online dating. On Tinder I could preserve my cooked-up desirability and masculinity while secretly praying that the smokin’ young blonde would like me back.
I wasn’t that desperate, and losers met girls online. More often than not, this wasn’t the case, but in my first week on Tinder, I gained quite a few matches -- 20 or so.
Most guys I know are content looking at the cleavage shots, and in the case of a match, asking the girl if she wants to meet up and grab a beer.
After a casual date or two, the expectation is that you’re going to get laid.
Before I downloaded the app, I had no clue what it was, but listening to my buddies raving about it, you’d think it was the second coming of Facebook.
For guys who love looking at pictures of girls in bikinis and frivolously casting a split-second judgment on them (guys like me, I mean), it came pretty close to being the greatest thing since sliced bread. Tinder is essentially a more relationship-centered, less meet-up-and-have-sex version of Grindr.
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I expected the world from Tinder when I first started.
I’d received a flood of screencaps from my friends of ridiculous conversations they’d had and scantily clad college girls. It isn’t really “dating,” and the Facebook angle made me feel like I was just repurposing the ubiquitous social media site.
Most I struck up charming conversations with, remarking on the gorgeous weather (it was 15 degrees that week) or making some bold, unfunny claim about their profile picture (I repeatedly asked a girl whose picture was her holding a baby why she listed her age at 23 when she wasn’t a lick of 23 days old.) Stupid jokes, obviously.
Many didn’t respond, some did indifferently and others were very into it.Sheila was my age and spunky, very talkative and hardly bashful.