Since you have to “Like” people, or swipe right, to get any chance of interaction, Doug and I both swiped right on 100 people (no rejections, or left swipes) to start things off. Oh man, that first night we were on Tinder, I was over at Doug’s place and my phone was just going off.
Before I had even finished my swipes, I’d already matched with a guy who immediately called me a cunt and then blocked me, another dude who so eloquently complimented me with “Nice research beeyotch,” and about five other men who just sent a “Hey,” meaning they really didn’t look at anything on my profile besides the pouty-lipped, blonde photo of me. Out of the 100 guys I swiped right on, I immediately matched with almost a quarter. Guys were messaging me (“hey” more than anything) telling me I was beautiful, asking about my research, more.
For so many of my single friends, Tinder has become a necessary evil.
Yes, it’s full of complete assholes begging for nudes from the get-go, but you know, a girl will still hold out for the right person amid a slushpile of grunted boob requests.
And would it be different than how women would treat a boy saying the exact same things?
Doug and I decided to set up Tinder profiles to see.
Since I’ve been in a serious relationship with my boyfriend Doug for nearly two years now, Tinder has never been necessary to me.
Still, I’ve always found it curious how the app has the tagline “It’s How People Meet,” so different from other dating apps, which put the focus on love and connection and building relationships.
In contrast, Tinder seems so casual, and the way Tinder tries endlessly to market itself as wholesome and friendly makes it appear as though you could go on there to find friends just as much as you could to find hookups. I didn’t believe the Tinder dating pool would respect a girl who went on the site for any reason other than to meet people to date/hookup with.Of course, here’s the obligatory #notallmen – sure, there will be some guys on there who are respectful of a girl using the app however she wishes – but for the most part, I assumed most men on there would not be receptive to someone like me.