It totally makes sense – more options, even if they’re not all 100% what you want, equal more hookup opportunities for guys, while for girls, fewer matches mean fewer creeps texting you at 2 a.m. It’s not a super significant number – and really, I had almost three times as many matches, which is totally what should have happened according to those Times statistics – but it gets bad when you look at the messages. I don’t want to start our look through the messages on a totally negative note.
In order to get more results, and maybe a message for Doug, we kept our profiles going for a month, each day swiping right on another 20 people. Seriously, #notallmen (rolling my eyes, you can too) on Tinder were terrible to me. Oh, and of course, there are men that don’t read your profile and just want pictures of your tits. From the very first message, guys I am hoping did not read my profile invited me over to chill out, watch a movie and let them completely dominate me.
For so many of my single friends, Tinder has become a necessary evil.
Yes, it’s full of complete assholes begging for nudes from the get-go, but you know, a girl will still hold out for the right person amid a slushpile of grunted boob requests.
Go back a couple hundred years, and the world was transitioning from arranged marriages to "love." (Schwartz said researchers could tell because children weren't getting married in order of oldest to youngest anymore.) Up until the automobile, airplane and mass education, people usually married someone nearby, such as a neighbor, a fellow churchgoer or the girl next door. That, along with sex education, family planning and, in some places, egg freezing as a company-provided health benefit, has meant many people are waiting longer before they settle down.