Written by Casey Mitchell
Image by Allison Merchant
When my dad asked me how I met my boyfriend, I made up an elaborate ruse about how we were introduced via friends of friends. When my boyfriend’s mom asked him how we met, he made up a story about us meeting at a concert. However, the truth is even more romantic: we matched on Tinder about a year and a half ago.
Given that we’re from different cities and a few years apart in age, it’s not uncommon for people to wonder how we got together. I usually don’t lie about it, but questioning from adults usually leads to me improvising an unconvincingly vague anecdote to avoid their confusion and judgment. When I give the real story to people my age, I’m sometimes met with surprise but increasingly they’ll offer their own anecdote about knowing someone who met their significant other on Tinder.
To be honest, I didn’t have any expectations when I downloaded the app. It was a fun way to pass the time and I got some laughs out of swiping through profiles with my friends. Cruel, I know. My boyfriend, on the other hand, later admitted that for him the app was a contest among his friends to see who could get the most matches with hot girls.
But as I started to chat with some of these matches I found that very few people would directly ask to “hook up,” or even meet up at all for that matter. It seemed that everyone was just on the app, wandering aimlessly, looking to chat with a few cool people to break up the monotony of everyday work or school life. Not to mention that Tinder can act as a pretty huge ego-booster.