Divorce is final and I am back on the market. LOOOOOK OUT world. I resisted and resisted the idea of online dating. The thought of people that I went to high school with as they were swipe swipe swiping and there I am. Makes me cringe. But this is how it’s done now. Dating happens online. And it’s hilariously horrifying. Equal parts of hilarious and horrifying.
My friend, Ashley, was trying to convince me to download Tinder, but I just couldn’t do it. The negative connotation that it is a hook up site. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that. But if I tell people I’m on Tinder, they will automatically think that I’m out fucking random dudes. Ummm.) Too many stories of unsolicited dick pics – and I gotta say, dick picks aren’t hot. So, I downloaded the Bumble app and have begun the journey of 21st century dating.
If you know what Bumble is, skip to the next paragraph. If you do not, keep reading… Bumble is an app where you can put 6 pictures of yourself and a very brief little paragraph. Then, you look through pictures and blurbs of dudes and swipe right if you like ‘em, left if you don’t. (Side note – on MORE than one occasion I have had to put my phone down and look down at my hands and say out loud, “Caroline. This is your right. This is your left. Swipe the correct way.”) If you swipe right on someone and they swipe right at you, then BOOM, it’s match. At that point the female has to initiate the conversation, within 24 hours of the match. He has 24 hours to respond and if he doesn’t, then the match goes away. I liked the idea of having a certain amount of control.
And so it begins. I’ve been swiping. And I will keep you posted. But first, back to the original purpose of this blog. People put the most ridiculous pictures on their profiles. Here’s a taste in what you can expect…
Bumble. Stumble 