It's Going Down... I'm Yellin Tinder

Oh hey girl hey! I recently discovered Tinder (which so conveniently works with one of my fave Ke$sha songs right now) but I haven't actually taken the plunge myself. The app was described to me as HotOrNot.com meshed with facebook meshed with match.com... sans $60 member fee. Perfect. I can be shallow enough for this app. Only problem is that it uses your facebook profile picture and I just changed my picture to my friend and me so I need to get one by myself... buuuut I just changed my pic like a few days ago and can't possibly be bothered to change it so quickly. Plus I can't have people thinking I'm narcissistic or something. Ahhh first world problems

So anywho. I need to rewind the timeline to about a week ago when I went to Trivia at my favorite little watering hole down the road. Theme of the night: Martin Luther King Jr. Tricky thing about this theme is that it has nothing to do with the man. Every question had to do with a Martin, a Luther, a King, or a Junior.... Cruel lil change up they did on us there. Whatever. I'm more concerned about our team name. As my friends and I dwell on a team name for what must be all of 30 seconds, we decide to go with Single and Ready to Mingle. If that doesn't come across as desperate I'm not sure what else would.

So there we were... 3 classy broads just eatin some dinner. Drinkin some adult bevvies. Waiting to play trivia when along comes the trivia helper outer. He collects our paper with our team name and states "Single and Ready to Mingle. Huh... being single is over-rated." This guy has clearly not met me before because my reaction is instant sass. "Oh I'm sorry. It's not like I have a lot of choice in the matter." So then this bro decides to dig his hole even deeper with saying "Yea being single is awful and it's way too expensive. Because then you have to go out all the time and like look for someone." To which my friend responds "You don't HAVE to go out."

We think the conversation is done as there is a massive lull in the conversation but oh no! THIS guy decides to keep going. "Have you ever tried online dating? I was single for 25 years and thank God I had met my girlfriend because I was just about to sign up." Wait I'm sorry. Was he trying to promote online dating? All I know is I'm oddly aware of my single status and fuming at this guy who isn't even good looking (shallow comment of the blog). So we finally shoo the bro away telling him he dug his hole too deep and there's no way to recover.

Fast forward through the shit talking and rounds of missed trivia questions and we arrive at the mid-game announcing of the scores. The DJ man reads out a team name and says ohhh geeze. They're really struggling tonight. This is so sad. Such and such a team has 500 points. Then he proceeds to the next team name "Single and Ready to Mingle... 300 points..." Oh my goodness. As if my night could not get any worse, we now have the lowest score in the bar. Single and not so wordly. Date us!

Trivia helper outer man suddenly returns. Looks me dead in the eyes and says "Just want to let you know... there's a couple on the other side of the bar in their 40s and they just met on Match." So I naturally respond "I DON'T CARE! GO AWAY!" #Mature

The game continues and thanks to our friend we ended up getting 9th place out of 17. We may not have changed our single status by the end of the night but we sure did prove our smarts ... or at least our friend made us look smart. But it's fine. I got one answer correct and it was about the liver. If there's one organ I know and love... it's my liver.