"Hey bbz, hows u?" The start of a budding romance, or a polite code for "fancy a fuck"? Is the latest fad for cyber dating a 21st Century solution to love, or a damn right lazy alternative to getting up, showered, dolled up and out on the town?
The controversial trend has caused debates between men and women across varying social statuses, and become a hot topic of discussion between my pals and I. I wonder, is it that people really disapprove of the concept and believe in old school traditions, or are they in fact just afraid of the unknown, and jealous of those ballsy enough to play a game of shallow snap?
How do we meet men? More importantly, how do we meet fit men? While I'm at it, where the hell do you find a fit man, with an IQ over 100 and some gently charm? Is it really too much to ask that you don't drop the door in my face and if by mistake you do, you apologise for doing so? To add to this, if, like the majority of the female population, you desire this perfect chappy but have a few lumps and bumps of your own, and i'm sure several other unnecessary bodily hang-ups, if you met this such dreamy date, would you have the confidence to strike up a conversation? Many women wouldn't dream of asking a man out. It is far more likely that the ending to that little scenario would be along the lines of an awkward giggle and a dash to the ladies, where a gaggle of girls will comfort you for you failed efforts.
WHY!? Why, when presented with a hunk of a man, do we retreat and remain in our comfort zone of 'if only'? Instead of creating a solution to this problem, Tinder has gone one better and created a new one. A new comfort zone where we can hide behind a few carefully chosen pictures of ourselves (even photoshopped snaps, if you have the time, skills and desperation). You simply slide your thumbs to the left if you don't find John, Dick or Harry attractive and to the right if you like a little somethin' somethin' the next guy has. Lazy, maybe. But, the thrill when those three little words whizz onto the screen; "
It's a MATCH!", a new found adrenaline, perhaps like jumping out of a plane, but all in the comfort of your own living room.
Now I realise how ridiculous this sounds, and I do hope you can hear my slight mocking tone, but really, who is this hurting? No-one. It really is a bit of harmless fun. My mum once told me that you should spend your youth kissing frogs, and enjoying it.
Tinder has simply evolved the game for our lazy modern selves, and personally, I'm all for any idea that boosts your confidence. Each to their own I say! So, rather than smuggly casting the idea aside, snorting at the idea that us poor singletons have to revert to such low means of getting a date, why don't you sign up and give it a whirl, you never know, you might quite enjoy it.
Over and out.
