Mr. Boston

You guys,

all signs pointed to a happily ever after!

Never were there two people more destined to be together than Mr. Boston and myself.

Mr. Boston started the conversation, like a normal person would,

with a "Hey, how are you?"

I wasn't doing anything at the time, so I responded rather quickly, the rest is history.

One of the pictures I have posted is of me in front of Coors Field in my Boston Red Sox shirt,

plus in my about me section I say I am a Boston Red Sox fan, because hello, I am one!

The picture that started it all

One of his pictures was of him wearing a Boston Red Sox jersey. (Um hello, attractive!)

We chatted about the Red Sox, he asked where the above picture was taken, because it is cropped so you can't see Coors Field, and he knew it wasn't Fenway. 

We talked about our schooling, and our career aspirations.  

See where I'm going? Obviously it was a match that was meant to be.

We messaged for close to two hours.  During a portion of that two hours I was at institute.

Now you must know something, you can read their about me sections and look at their pictures before swiping to like them or not.  I usually check to see if they mention they are LDS or not, or if their pictures give hints to their values.  Obviously I'm not against being friends with a non-member, but you see, obviously I'm going to find my eternal companion on Tinder so I have to make sure.

Well I guess Mr. Boston was an exception, or maybe his pictures just seemed to say that he wasn't a drinker.

Mr. Boston asked me what I was doing, and I said I had just gotten done at a church activity, since I wasn't sure he would know what institute was or not.

Then the question came... "Are you really religious?" (Plus he responded that he was reading.)  I wasn't going to lie, so I said "I am really religious." (and asked if he was reading for fun or school, since he is in law school.)

No reply.

Clearly our happily ever after wasn't going to happen.

You could say I was devastated.

Then, the next night happened.

*Ding* went my phone!

MR. BOSTON!

He asked what I was up to.

(obviously after talking for 2 hours the previous day it's okay to start with what's up, unlike here)

I was up to a whole lot of homework and studying, since it's midterms.  Like any civilized person I also asked what he was up to.  

He said he was just heading home and then asked what I was doing for the rest of the night.

I said: "I have plans to do math and study for midterms all night long.  It'll be a party!  What about you, anything fun?"
Mr. Boston: "Haha ok no but if you want you can come over?"
Oh Mr. Boston, why'd you have to go there!!
My first thought was "Oh h*** no, you're a creep!"  But even though I now thought him to be somewhat creepy I couldn't be rude, so I thought and I thought how to put it nicely.
Finally I said:
"Well, that's a nice offer but I don't go to strangers houses, and even if I did I really do have so much homework that I wouldn't be able to."
I thought it was nice, and I though we could continue to be friends.
Mr. Boston had other thoughts.
He must have blocked me, because he no longer shows up as a match.

It was rough.  I was devastated to say the least.
I was looking forward to being the new Mrs. Boston.
I was so heart broken I almost deleted my Tinder account.
But no worries, I will keep swiping on!

Mr. Abbreviations

Mr. Abbreviations is definitely from this generation.

With abbreviations like lol, brb, yolo, etc. the younger (are we really younger) generation has a language of our own.

Abbreviations bug me.  I used them when I was 12, but I've grown up and matured.

Lol is just annoying, brb is useless, yolo is just dumb. 

I don't know if this is a common one amongst all of society, or just in the mormon culture, but one that is often used is dtr.  Determine the relationship.

So when I received this message on tinder from  Mr. Abbreviations I wasn't sure what he was trying to say.

Mr. Abbreviations: "dtf"

Me being me, and not up on the new abbreviations I had no idea what he was saying.

But because of "dtr" I was thinking "dtf" meant determine the friendship. 

What can I say, it made sense. 

But at the same time, I was thinking "Well...we're strangers, there is no friendship."

I didn't say anything back, because I didn't know what he was saying.

Then, I did the thing you should never do. 

I googled it.

*Don't google it. It'll save you from gagging*

Needless to say, it was inappropriate.

So I went back into the app and blocked him right quick!

So long Mr. Abbreviations. So long.

Mr. Chat and Dash

So I've had a few matches on good old Tinder over the past week.

I think I've gotten up to 11 (woot woot!).

Last weekend I was with some friends when my phone dinged.

I looked at it and saw that I had been MATCHED!

I didn't think anything of it and continued on with my evening.

*DING* went my phone, this time it was a message.

From the most recent match,

I don't even know what the guys name was.

That's not really important. (I understand how rude that sounds, keep reading.)

I looked at the message, it read...

"What's up?"

My first thought was "Well that's a dumb way to start a conversation with a stranger."

Did he really want to know what I was doing?

So I didn't respond right away,

I mean really...I was with friends.

A while later I think I responded with.. 

"Not much.  What about you?"

Apparently that was the wrong answer.

Mr. Chat and Dash "blocked" me.

That was the end of our conversation.

Tinder

What is Tinder you ask?

Well according to gotinder.com "Tinder is how people meet.  It's like real life but better."

Wikipedia says that Tinder is "a location based social discovery app that facilitates communication between mutually interested users.  It is used for dating as well as other kinds of networking."

Here's how it works.

You get the Tinder app, sign up via your Facebook account, and then you start swiping!

Well, okay, you pick which pictures you want people to see, write a little about yourself, set the age limit and mile radius you'd like, and then you start swiping.

It is seriously a game.

A very biased, judgmental, game.  But somehow, our society loves it.

You're probably thinking,

"Well, you don't sound like you're all for this app... why do you have an account?"

In all honesty, I don't know why.

In the words of my friend, "I accidentally had to get a Tinder account."  Perhaps it was because I was bored, and thought it would provide some entertainment, or maybe I thought this app would get me married.  I don't know.  All I know, is I've had it for about a week or so now, and it is interesting.

To finish off how the app works I'll give you some more info.

You get to see pictures of other people who fit your "settings" and if you like what you see, swipe right, if you don't, swipe left.  

No one will know whether you have liked them, or not liked them 

UNLESS you both liked each other.

Then it's like you've won the lottery, your phone pops up with a little announcement reading

MATCHED! 

With pictures of you both by each other, underneath the pictures it reads

[Message]

[Keep playing]

Once you're matched you can message back and forth in the app, 

and sooner or late I'm sure you'll be saying

"...and they lived happily ever after!"