Tinder is the Night

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I have many well-intentioned loved ones who just want me to “find someone nice.” Meet the man of my dreams, fall in love, get married, and live happily ever after. The problem is I have no idea how to do that. When I am left to my own devices I do silly things like play on Tinder. There must be some trick to meeting a nice guy. I doubt I am going to find him while I am sitting on the couch in my PJs.

So, I was bored.

I am also pretty much lazy when it comes to looking for men. I really have zero desire to put much effort into this task. I am not looking for some great love affair. I am also decidedly not looking for a one night stand. I was just bored. Someone to go out to dinner with might be nice. Maybe someone who wants to discuss movies or books. 

I typically tend to forget how many ways men suck. First of all, S3XY??? What the actual hell? Does that ever work? This dude is in his 30’s. So, I am left pretty much flabbergasted at his lack of charm.  At least pretend you are interested in something other than sex. Lie. Whatever. 

I suppose I should be grateful at this guy’s level of honesty. He certainly loses points for missing the hint. If brazen stupidity were an attractive trait, he would have a leg up on the competition. My very favorite part of this exchange was the “U sure.” Ummm, yeah. I am fairly certain I am never going to be interested in having “a sexual relationship” with you.

I am trying to think of what physical characteristics could make me ignore a man’s absolute lack of common sense. He would have to be one hot dude. Tall. Tattoos. Broad shoulders. A beard would help. Thick hair would be nice. Or balding (I am really not picky about hair. Just be smart about your hair. NO comb overs!) Cute smile. Deep voice. Good job. Nice eyes. Smart. Passionate. Responsible. I realize those are not all physical characteristics. I just need more than a pretty face! Oh, a pretty face is not on the list. I don’t want a man prettier than I am.

I have no idea why I responded to this man on Tinder. I suppose I just wanted to see what ridiculousness would ensue. The entire conversation was less than 20 exchanges and most of my responses were not even nice! Did he actually think this would work? What kind of girl would find this a viable option for a nice evening? Are there women who are just looking for a loser to sleep with? I can’t imagine how much liquor it would take for me to overlook his conversation skills.

Tinder is probably not a great option for me to find stimulating conversation and interesting company. Maybe I need to find a coffee shop. Perhaps I should start stalking men at the book store.

We conduct so much of our life on the internet. I am convinced we could go on forever without expanding our social circles at all. So, where am I supposed to meet this nice guy who thinks I am fantastic? Where the hell is he hiding? Someone should drop him a text and let him know I am terrible at hide- and- seek.

Tinder. Ugh. Fellas, I am going to need you to get a clue. Don’t be douchebags. Girls don’t find that attractive. We need more than to be called sexy. I am much more than just a body. I have interests and goals. I love to argue and debate. I need so much more than a physical relationship.

9 thoughts on “Tinder is the Night

  1. I met my true love before the internet was invented, so I know nothing about this. Nothing. However, that needn’t stop me from offering you some sage advice (after all, it never stops anyone else.)

    Think of your favourite romantic movies. Where did the girl meet the guy? On Tinder? No. Speed dating? No. It was in a park, in a coffee shop, at the waterfront, in a quirky old book shop. This is where true romance begins in movies. So my advice – hang out in these places and wait for something to happen. This may take some time, so it will help if you actually enjoy hanging out in these places. In fact, that would be a critical element of the strategy.

    So you spend days, weeks, months, perhaps years hanging out in a place like this, enjoying your own company. Random guys walk past and ignore you. You think it can’t happen. You’re never going to find love. Then … one day … the guy shows up. It won’t be easy at first. You’ll be shy. You’ll be too bold. You’ll say the wrong thing. You’ll say nothing at all. You’ll fall on your ass. But none of that matters, because this is how romance works. Soon (okay, many years from now), you’ll have the man of your dreams and be happy ever after. I’m pretty sure that’s how it works.

    See. I know nothing. Ignore this advice.

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    • What kind of time do you think I have? LOL. In all seriousness, I plan to just keep living my life- and maybe some fantastic guy will happen to walk by. Now, I have to figure out if I am going to wink or smile at the poor schmuck. (I may be kidding)
      Oh- wait! You said to ignore your advice.

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