But that can easily be done in the 'real' world, too."It was that speed which helped my quest. Going from work to a routine of make-up, hair-straightening, bus-catching and skipping dinner is exhausting. As the night unravels, so too does the truth: he has had a crush on me for a while. We'd been chatting a couple of hours - work, the merits of Tinder - and were getting flirtier. And someone's choice of profile pictures does say a lot about them - gym selfies suggests fitness is (or once was) a priority, posing with a tiger suggests someone who's well-travelled (and possibly oblivious to the impacts of tourism on animal welfare) and those who use their wedding pictures are either swinging or misguided as to what's appropriate for online dating.I'd reapply lippy in public toilets, spritz myself with perfume on sidewalks and take my heels off to walk home on nights when good times stretched beyond the limits of public transport. I'd met him at parties and he was insurance in case I got burned by the Tinder flame and had nothing to write about. People often assume that Tinder is just for hook-ups, a misnomer that persists despite the app's very real success in catalysing long-term relationships. " ("down to f---") or approach from a couple looking for a little something extra, but apart from the odd exception, every person I talked to on Tinder was there hoping to meet that someone special.Goldson says it's not that different from traditional dating websites or initial meetings in a bar: "The real difference, as I see it, is the speed at which the meetings occur. When our date finishes he asks: "Would it be a bad idea if I could drive you home, we mess around and then I drop you back in time for the next guy? On Tinder you are judged firstly on your looks, second on how you present yourself, third on what you say.
While some of my colleagues wrote considered stories on the serious downstream social implications of a country full of single women, this particular single hit bars, art gallery cafes and (memorably) an evangelical church, in search of men.
What I discovered on a dating odyssey that pre-dated smartphones, were guys who really wanted to ask that nice girl in the office out for coffee - but didn't, because they were terrified she'd misinterpret a simple date as a prelude to a long-term relationship request.
After the initial excitement wears off, the endless chatting becomes a burden, and arranging dates a scheduling nightmare, not helped when you accidentally find your Wednesday and Thursday dates are best friends who clearly haven't compared their Tinder match lists.
A close friend was keen to give Tinder a shot but couldn't stomach the small talk, so I offered to set up an account for her, do the hard yards and send her off on the dates.
There was a time when I could look back on my barren love life and count on one hand the number of first dates I'd experienced. Then I moseyed into the world of smartphone dating. He knows I have another date in two hours and is still interested. He recently moved from Tauranga to West Auckland and tells an anecdote about a meth house in the final stage of cooking. Distilling an entire person into a few words: an impossible task.
A challenge by my editor-turned-pimp: 10 dates, five days. On Tinder: "If I don't sleep with a girl on the first date, I won't sleep with her at all usually."Tinder has a reputation of being only for hook-ups. And entirely irrelevant a people only look at the photos. I joined Tinder as a recently single 30-year-old, hoping to reassure myself that there were still nice, normal people in the dating pool.Guys who pose with their cars and take shirtless bathroom selfies might not be for me, but they may just hit it off with that girl with a handbag dog and duck-face pout. A decade ago, New Zealand was in the grip of a man drought.Fiona Mc Kenzie is too embarrassed by her Tinder exploits to write this under her real name. Demographers had identified an increasing imbalance between the numbers of women and men aged 20-49 and the media, predictably, went berserk. A couple of days later he texts me, saying something was missing: "that raw drive." Alcohol, I reckon. Tinder users - me included - have a habit of "ghosting", where you never make contact afterwards. He's had varying success on Tinder, but the past three dates have been an "unlucky streak" as nothing came from them. Date 10, 25, doesn't have a job, chain-smokes, likes bad-quality movies, studied graphic design and moved out of Christchurch the morning of the February 2011 earthquake. Piercing blue eyes, dark hair, English accent and - a scar on his forehead. It's one of my favourite dates because conversation expands beyond tipsy giggles and meaningless banter.The outsourced Tindering was a success - she's up to date three with a chap who seems rather smitten. Some good, where conversation flowed and hours flew by, the super-sweet guy who sent a "mixtape" after our first date, the one I still catch up with as friends to compare and commiserate our dating adventures.