Iâve entered it.
Itâs here.
Mr. âYou donât look like your photos?â
I show up for dinner to find this man, aimlessly walking around the parking lot. He doesnât look like anyone I matched with, but I shout out âHey! Are you ____?â
It was him.
He had a long beard and was a little shorter than I thought. But we had a great time. We ate, drank and talked for hours.
He must have thought it went better than it did because he went in for a kiss at the end! I avoided lip contact and after an awkward half-hug, drove off.
He messaged me later on the app but he never asked for my number.
AÂ few days later, I unmatched him.
I soon hit it off with another Match via text. He began sending pictures of himself. He was a lot older and heavier looking. He said his Tinder pictures were from 2018 and started sending me really graphic memes. Memes you wonât find on the âGIF Keyboardâ. Memes of vaginas... .
But itâs ok. Now Iâm trying new things. Tinder led me to explore other fun dating options. Options I had preciously sworn off... like adding my matches SnapChat!
Surprisingly, it hasnât been as bad as youâd think. And only one dick pic! (so far)
Stay tuned...















