The Lie That is Tinder

 

After 5 months of useless interactions and scamming assholes, I have decided yet again to delete my Tinder account. Oh do know, I am not the only disillusioned person out there to discover this awful truth.

It's really a wasteland of people. I know, I didn't bother to message the 88+ people I left on the hook when I deleted my useless account - but so what? Would they have even bothered to reply to me? I seriously doubt it.

And don't get me started about the creepy fake accounts created by men hoping to snare men by 'cheating' the gate. Pro tip: Making a fake girl profile won't get you any dates with men, asshole. And I certainly hope there's an endless amount of hell going to those people.

Don't fall for the "You should really try HINGE or MATCH or some other fucking useless app that's owned by the same goddamn company - or built by ex-employees of Tinder. It's that bad people.

And so, $120 out the window and nothing to show for it - I stand alone. What the fuck is the point? The only thing I hope for those companies can't legally be written on any blog.

Honestly I needed a break. It nags at your core when you've got unread messages wondering if this is going anywhere. Protip: It never does. 

I know I'm far older than their golden demographic of 18-30 year olds, being 56 years old has you at a distinct disadvantage. Sure, I got lots of 18 year old girls hitting me up - but mostly they're bored and seeking money. 

I think the straw that broke the camels back was a profile that was of an 18 year old girl, and her favorite song was from Nickelback.

Fuck Nickelback.

Fuck Tinder

I'm out.