God, it's been years since I've even thought of writing in this. But I guess it's really been years since I was dating so I didn't have any good stories to share. Boy has that changed this year. I'm making a concerted effort to date in 2014 and given my intense schedule, that's no easy feat. Still, I have been racking up the (mostly) funny and (often) ridiculous dating stories again. Not only that, now I have the expat woman in Asia who doesn't date Asians angle too which should make for some interesting writing.
So have you guys heard of an app called Tinder?
Well, it's a lot like speed dating but online…so you log in with Facebook and then you have a couple of pictures and it pulls your "interests" and "friends". Tinder shows you picture of guys around you and you say yes or no. If both people say yes then you can chat in their app. If you have common interests or friends it will tell you that too. That's it, super shallow but at least it's honest. All those other online dating sites are deluding themselves with their "matchmaking algorithm", no one gets past the picture first.
So anyways I was in Singapore this week and was messing around on Tinder. This guy wrote me and here's how the messages went:
Dude: Hey there, looks like we have a lot of common interests
Me: Yeah, I take it you're in the tech startup scene too, huh?
Dude: Yes
Dude: Holy shit, I just read about you on Forbes this weekend, yes or no?
Me: Fuck. Forbes is messing with my online dating life…
I was telling a friend about this over lunch and he said I needed to create a fake FB profile. Which, actually is a great idea. But then as I thought about it, it occurred to me that I really didn't care if people found out I was single and on one of the hottest online dating apps around...made particularly famous by the athletes in the Sochi Winter Olympics a few weeks ago. The stigmas associated with online dating are largely gone now and I for one am glad. That said, I'm also not keen on being so recognizable that it only takes two pictures and one sentence from me for the guy to find out my last name too....what if he's some total psycho and now can find out everything about me?!! Side note, I've got a great story about a psycho (quite literally a psychologist) for later so stay tuned. Anyway, I'm not sure what to do about the infamy part other than creating a fake account and being cryptic or just owning it. I'm going with the latter...what's the worse that can happen? Famous last words, right?
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