Dear Men on Tinder, I Won’t Save Your Number in my Phone, and I Stand By That
As I woke up this morning, my phone screen illuminated with an unread message from “Maybe: Joe”—my most recent Tinder match who loves “spicy water” (…seltzer), lives about seven miles away, and has a beard that reaffirms my affinity for men who look like lumberjacks. We transitioned our convo to texting last night under the… Read More »