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100 Indian Tinder Tales: 10

Day 10 of #100IndianTindertales. Tindering to find salons. By Tinder user from Delhi.

“I moved to my new house in Delhi over the weekend. That Saturday there was a lot of power cut and I was getting bored at home. I remembered how my friend was bragging about how he was getting ‘lucky’ that weekend. He had been using Tinder for quite a while but this was his only lucky weekend.

So anyway..I thought I’ll create a profile and see what it’s like. Once I logged in, I realized this might actually be a good place to ask people about Delhi and things to do in Delhi. At that point the thing on top of my list was to get a haircut. So I swiped right some ‘nice’ men and pretty much all the women who showed up in my circle.

One of them refused to believe that I was a woman. She kept asking me to come on Skype and record a message. In the middle of all this, I still tried to wean information regarding places to get a haircut. She didn’t agree and unmatched me!

Another girl thought I was being trivial by logging in and asking people for places to get a haircut. Anyway I asked 3 women for places for haircut and nobody answered my question.

Then I swiped right some 2 men. One of them actually turned out to be chill and we went to eat cake at this awesome place the other day. We talked bullshit and not sex ..so that was a good thing.

Another one I swiped right because he liked comics. When I asked him which comics, he said ‘DC comics’ and I was like, ‘meh’. Then I forgot to unmatch him. Everyday he would message a good morning. I ignored him. Yesterday he finally gave in and sent me a dirty message about how he wanted to kiss my neck and lick my pussy. I wasn’t angry when I read it but I felt icky.

So anyway that was Tinder for me 😛 nomo tinder for me. I am committed.”

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