A couple years ago, I went on the most awkward date of my life — and that includes a handful of middle-school dates chaperoned by my mom or my brother.
Taken as a whole, my online dating experience wasn’t all bad, but when a 27-year-old student (my friends know him as “Boring Ben”) messaged me, it hit rock bottom.
Coloured lights flash from the ceilings, workers lounge on circular banquettes, dance music plays from hidden speakers.
Despite being in a mid-rise office tower overlooking a turnpike in the dry, landlocked city of Dallas, Texas, the Match offices are evocative of a racier environment, where anything might happen.
During the month that I used social dating apps to find new buddies, I sent countless unrequited salutations, offered up priceless New York City travel recommendations, and even gave my number to a guy who wanted to discuss first amendment rights. When I started, I believed that, with millions of people just searching for company online, I'd easily find my new bestie or at least someone down for a platonic hang.