‘Oh fuck this is exciting. I mean. Cool, whatever.’

He was so nice; a far cry from the usual arseholes I seem to attract. And the problem with having a deep-rooted belief that all men are bellends is that when Mr Good Guy comes along, somewhere in my amygdala amongst the serotonin and dopamine, Mr Good Guy gets confused with Mr Perfect; aka Prince…

Well that ended as quickly as it started…

Sorry for the silence. Over a week ago I met someone and things progressed very quickly. It wasn’t right, so it ended as quickly as it started – much like this post. Later today I’ll write about it properly.

An Update

To conclude our experiment: I chatted for a moment with a selection of matches, then the conversation fell silent. Result: Unmatched. The remainder matches didn’t even respond. Result: Unmatched. That is a 100% fail rate. I shan’t bother again.

So far…

So far from our experiment we have: An interesting (yet random) fact about childhood. A bizarre allergy. A blatant lie. Still, it’s better than telling me something I knew when I swiped right.

An Experiment – Part Two

About 6 months ago I conducted an experiment. I propositioned all my matches on Tinder with the line ‘Tell me something interesting’ and drew these conclusions: the majority of men on Tinder are boring, fewer will say anything to have a shag and even fewer are actually interesting (click here to see the post). I’m now repeating the experiment –…