Brittani’s Parable

Brittani (Comedienne, Sports Editor), 25, Los Angeles, CA

I’m never looking to date. Dating is always a thing that sort of just happens to me, sometimes against my will. The idea of using a dating app with the expressed intention of contacting strangers for dates is anti-everything-I-believe-in. I just haven’t reached a point in my life where I’m seeking out someone who will eventually destroy me and everything I believe in (I guess I’m saving that for my 30s).

Right now my reason for not being open to dating is different than it’s been before. I don’t think it’d be fair to involve anyone in whatever the fuck it is I have going on because I don’t really feel like a whole person capable of believing in love and fairytales and such. Basically, if there was an island for misfit lesbian toys, I’d be on it. And I’m fully aware this is how everyone feels at some point or the other but that doesn’t make it feel any less real. I just feel even dumber for being aware of my own dumbness. It’s a super healthy cycle I’ve developed, I do recommend it.

This is all to say that Tinder is not something I’d ever use if left to my own devices unless it was for entertainment.

Another reason Tinder is a weird choice for me is because the people I end up liking are the ones I didn’t find attractive right off the bat. In fact, I would’ve told you that I had no interest in those people immediately after first meeting them — I would probably tell you that I never would be attracted to them, actually — only to end up crushing on them later, because I have no clue what the fuck I’m talking about and am terrible at predicting my own future. What a fun life. So to me, deciding who I like based solely on a picture is probably the exact opposite approach I should take to dating.

Tinder app Brittani profile

Now if you don’t know much about me, because why should you, I like to follow the rules. What constitutes a rule to me is seemingly arbitrary but when me and my secular moralism feel like something is WRONG, it makes me very uncomfortable to even consider it. For some reason, using Tinder in a way disingenuous to who I am as a person felt wrong. Which is to say, using it seriously at all felt icky and furthermore, “swiping right” to people I normally wouldn’t felt even ickier.

What Tinder does afford you is the ability to have a short term memory. Once you decide on a person, you don’t have to see them again, which means if it’s not a match and you never hear from them, chances are you won’t remember anything about them because the decision process happens so quickly. They’re gone and you’re on to the next and there’s no unanswered message to be disappointed about.

I’d watched people use Tinder before, so I knew what was up. I knew that sometimes dudes popped into your options even if you asked for only ladies. This led me to conclude that straight women must pop up as well. Now since there’s no way to tell from looking at one picture if they’re gay or not (except for when there is), I would suggest you keep from assuming that your feed is chock full of straight women. I assumed that the feed would show a straight woman as often as it did a guy which was about 1 of 6 times. Not a terribly accurate system.

I had my options set to women within 12 miles of me between the ages of 24 and 28. I used the app for about a week and based off of my estimation of 1 in 6 women being straight, 485 queer women popped into my feed. Of those 485, 16 of them were friends of mine so let’s remove them from the equation and put me at 469 eligible Tinder queers. I got 17 matches. Paltry numbers if I may say so myself.

I’m not the ideal Tinder user — I don’t have a lot of Facebook glamour shots or pictures of me doing fun interesting stuff that shows what a cool fun gal I am. Add to that I’m black. Add to that I’m on the more masculine side of things. On paper I shouldn’t do great on Tinder. But 17 of 469? I mean I’m no heartthrob but I do ALRIGHT. Well enough that getting 17 matches feels BAH-LEEK.

this kitten agrees
This kitten agrees

If I said yes to literally everyone for a week and only got 17 matches, then using it in a way that’s true to my real opinions seems pointless. If I was being as picky as I know I can be, one match a week seems optimistic. I’ve never used online dating sites before, so I’m not sure how many viable options a week you should expect, but I don’t think you’re shuffling through 469 people on a weekly basis? It seems like the well would soon run dry if you put up those kind of numbers every week. So I guess what I’m trying to say is that if you’re going to use Tinder, be a little more lenient than usual.


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