The pitfalls of a dating app |
Words 300 Come on Sarah, you’ve got to get him out of your head, you’ll drive yourself crazy,” Sarah looked at her friend through red-rimmed eyes, “I thought he loved me, Betty, I just can’t get over it. Married!” “I get it Sarah, it’s a bloody betrayal all right, but it’s not your fault. Come on, cheer up. Go and wash your face, I’ll open a bottle and we’ll look on Tinder. Just for a bit of fun, hey?” She added. Betty filled two wineglasses with red wine and opened the Tinder app on her phone. When her friend appeared again, Betty smiled, “That's better, more like the Sarah I know.” Sarah returned the smile and took the proffered wine, “Let’s have a look what else is out there then,” she sighed, taking the phone from her friend. “Okay, Sarah, you have so much to learn my friend, I’ve been on heaps of Tinder dates and I’ve done all the homework, in fact I could write the manual!” Betty laughed, but Sarah could see the hurt and disillusionment her friend had suffered. “Christ Betty, why do we put ourselves through this?” Betty who was tall, gorgeous, red headed and smart, shook her head, “I don’t know Sarah, but there has to be someone decent out there. Doesn’t there?” Taking a big breath she began, “Okay, pay attention. Number one, you will imagine a million ways your date may look, speak or act. None of them will match in real life. Number two, coffee dates are best because you should want to shag them without beer goggles, and number three, you definitely will receive at least one photograph of a penis wearing a cartoon hat!” Sarah laughed. “Okay. What else?” |