I swiped right, and then those magical words appeared on my phone, “It’s a Match!” It’s kind of exhilarating to see who thought I was attractive enough to swipe right. Now here comes the tricky part: will this hot guy actually message me or will our match go into the Tinder abyss? I was fortunate enough to receive messages from pretty attractive men, but that is pretty much where it ended. So if you ask me, Boston Tinder has left plenty to be desired. The only success stories I can share from this experience are the encounters that I wish I could make up.
Tinder boosted my confidence quite a bit, since I did receive quite a few compliments from suitors, but it also gave me another reason to thank my lucky stars that I was merely people watching from my bed. There are plenty of ladies out there that can attest to their “interesting” encounters with matches from Tinder. I like to say that a compliment is never wasted on me, but some men are extremely forward. To be fair, Tinder is known as the “hook up” app, but still… Getting virtually cat-called is still kind of weird.
To be fair, Tinder is known as the “hook up” app, but still… Getting virtually cat-called is still kind of weird.
Then there are the guys that really have a way with words. One match started our conversation with “Bruins tomorrow” (it was the night before the Bruins season opener). I replied with “Go B’s!” since I am a Bruins and all around sports fan. The rest of the conversation revolved around him discussing the cost of tickets, where he was planning on watching the game, and that he wished they were playing the Blackhawks. My participation in the conversation was limited, and probably wasn’t even necessary. Needless to say, I did not watch the Bruins game with him.
Eventually I matched with a very attractive guy that messaged me instantaneously from swiping right. He was hot so my excitement grew with every response from him. Our conversations were actually substantial since we discussed topics such as where we went to school, our careers, and where we live in the Boston area- normal online dating conversations that occur between two interested parties. Turned out we had some mutual friends as well. We exchanged numbers and started texting so we could plan to meet up for drinks.
Our schedules are hectic so we threw out a few nights that might work out. We decided on Sunday night. Could it be that I might actually meet someone interesting on Tinder?
Our schedules are hectic so we threw out a few nights that might work out. We decided on Sunday night. Could it be that I might actually meet someone interesting on Tinder? Nope, it was too good to be true. He ghosted me after I said we could meet somewhere in the middle because we live on opposite ends of Boston. I gave it a day, texted him to see if he still wanted to get drinks, then he responded saying he had to have dinner at his sister’s in the “burbs.” He sent a half-smile emoticon to ease the blow of me getting dumped before I even met him. My friends and I laughed when I shared another failure.
I have faith in the dating scene and the men in Boston, but I gave up on Tinder. After the last comical flop, I decided to just completely swipe left to Tinder. I deleted my account and decided to go back to the old-fashion way of meeting dudes. At least in my case, this just means not choosing my fate by swiping left or right on an app while I lay in bed. Congratulations to the ones that have found success on Tinder because this is a party I’m not invited to attend. Tinder and I just are not a match for each other. Oh well, I’ll find my match somewhere else in the city of Boston.
