After lunch with Logan*, a 25-year-old model from London, he “teased” that I should pick up the bill because that’s what a “feminist Bumble-user like (my)self would do, right?
On “paper” (online), we had common interests in travel, literature and art museums — but when discussing in depth and in person, we realized how vague “commonalities” were really just dissimilarities.
My coffee date with Patrick*, a 23-year-old recent University grad who shared few acquaintances, didn’t incite any romantic sparks, but we found a platonic affability from which we could keep in touch as friends.
After Ok Cupid and Coffee Meets Bagel, I’d seen many of the same men across the different apps. On day five, I explored Bumble, an app founded by Whitney Wolfe, the sole female co-founder of Tinder, one year after she sued her original company for sexual harassment.
Seven days, seven dates: Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, Ok Cupid, Coffee Meets Bagel, and my real life best friends vying to make the perfect match.
For context, I have never been on a date with anyone I met online.
I felt like I’d small-talked all of Ann Arbor to the point where I copied and pasted the same responses to the same stale questions: What was I for Halloween? Inspired by Wolfe’s experiences with sexism, Bumble contests traditional gender conventions by giving females 24 hours to initiate conversation before their match disappears.