I went on 15 dates over the course of a few hours, talking to people I never would have otherwise. But it was all the same questions I had faced on Hinge, and sometimes all the same directness I had seen on Grindr. All of a sudden I was becoming better and more refined at delivering the “be my boyfriend?” pitch to strangers. It was the combination of every Twitter bio and Instagram description I had drafted in my notes app. In my head, I was just trying to mull over my Tinder bio to ensure it had the equal weighting of funny, hot and approachable?
One date asked me what my most controversial opinion was – I asked him for inspiration, before he replied with: “I like pineapple on Pizza. ”
Of course, this is a better answer than if he said something genuinely controversial, like “I believe in the death penalty” or something. But I panicked and said I don’t like tequila, which isn’t true but seemed like a worthy response. Another asked if I preferred Rick and Morty or Family Guy.
Someone else, maybe double my age, tried to woo me by declaring that he worked in an “affluent” suburb and owned “properties”. Continue reading “We chatted about our work and lives, giving each other lovely, four minute venn diagrams of our similarities and differences”