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.
If you’re thinking about Tinder in a PG-13 sense, then, yeah, the two of you can “like” each other and have a conversation on the app.
You can then go out for vintage Sauvignon Blanc, stroll along the East River and tell your friends how impressed you were when she started spouting off the principles of French Impressionism, but who really wants any of that?
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.
I joined Tinder last month at the insistence of my friends.
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.On Tinder, both men and women flip through Facebook pictures of the opposite or same sex, and gawk and gush before selecting a few pretty faces from the yearning masses.After a casual date or two, the expectation is that you’re going to get laid.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.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.