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For those of you who this metaphor is lost on, it took bobbing and weaving through 10 other kick-ass fighters waiting to TKO (technical knockout! I'll tell you, to keep that queue steadily climbing, because maybe one day you’ll want to talk to him/her, who knows! I can pretty much guarantee none of you have ever hit “Send Message” the moment that exciting little window pops up. Tinderer 2: Slammed at work that week, can we do next Friday?) you to reach Mike Tyson; it was the holy grail, an unspeakable feat so rarely achieved that Nintendo actually gave you a FREE GAME when you did it. Tinderer 1 [after contemplating wasting a Friday on a stranger]: I’m actually out of town that weekend.Because despite the fact that you've both matched -- meaning you both find each other attractive enough for a one-night stand at minimum -- you’re at just the tip of the iceberg of numerous levels you need to get through in this dead-end Tinder journey.For anyone who was born in the ‘80s and played inarguably the greatest video game of all time, you know how hard it was to even reach Mike Tyson, let alone beat him. That same feeling that makes New Yorkers think we have yet to sample most the delicious ramen in the city or down a beer at the best rooftop bar is the same motivation behind always, clicking “Keep Playing” rather than “Send Message” once we’ve received a match. What will probably happen is you’ll talk a lot about meeting up -- because you both LOVE ping-pong, and you should totally do that! From there, the (dare I call it) “courting,” will likely go something like this: Tinderer 1: So how about next week?or has a tagline like "just trying to get it in." New York takes Tinder to an entire other God-awful level. What happens when you take New York’s already infinity options and add infinity more options, and then multiply that by ego and flakiness?You yield New York City’s Tinder population, that’s what.
I can only imagine after countless years of telling me I should pick a mate based on kindness, intelligence, and loyalty, how proud my mom would be to know I now "swipe left" when someone doesn't meet my height requirements...The root of the problem is that New Yorkers are used to being able to get what they want, when they want it. This city thrives on limitless options and opportunities, and most of all, it perpetuates the “there’s probably something better around the corner” attitude.So, you take that very factual New Yorker mentality, and then add something that in a literal sense puts even more possibility at our fingertips, making our already numerous options grow exponentially? Moving to New York also coincided with the first time I had been single in more than half a decade.So, yeah, not really a silver lining as much as a silver bullet you want to aim towards your head.-level comparison here is Great Tiger, because this is some serious magician shit. You’ve been on a few dates, somehow overcame the sex elephant, and managed to not get knocked out yet.