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Well, right up until this morning, when he asked me how I rated the sex so far from one to 10.
Tinder isn't a dating app, it's the Yellow Pages for ego-boosting one-night-stands.
I’d never lie to someone about that.” But would he be economical with the truth to obscure the one-way street the relationship was headed down?
“Misunderstandings happen,” he shrugs, before asking how I rate the date so far from one to 10.
I promptly get trigger-happy and tick "yes" to a local lad who “likes” me too. Maybe I'm being a tad picky for someone using a free hookup app?
After ten minutes of contemplating if this is the Universe's way of telling me that I‘m not compatible with any men (Mum's been saying it for years), I realign my social-media gender.
Didn't reply to any, but it's nice to know they're out there. This is London, it's normal to have never met my neighbours, but is it normal that I might be dating them online?
Tinder totally complements my lazy and attention-seeking personality. It usually takes me a few drinks to start talking to strangers but, thanks to my i Phone, I'm now virtu-flirting while I wee.
Social media has made us expert first-daters, well-versed in smalltalk and over-sharing with strangers.
The quick follow-though from swipe to sex is similarly instinctive for a generation with an appetite for immediacy.
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Saturday We ended up in the sort of Soho tequila bar where dinner dates come to die.