The creators of Tinder have announced they are introducing a paid upgraded version of the quick and free dating app. Apparently, you will be able to ‘undo’ the accidental swipe left and expand your search distance to beyond 100 miles:
The ‘undo’ button is only going to be useful for those people who are swiped left and this is followed by ‘dammit’; having to go through every single left swipe, only to re-affirm your decision for 99% of potential matches seems like a bit of a hassle. And expanding your search horizons will only be useful for horny holiday-makers.
Hopefully, the original version of the app will remain available – otherwise, Tinder kind of loses its appeal of being free and instant. And what if upgraded members are still silent? What is the point in matching with more people only to receive more silence? The likely cost is going to be anything between 60p – £12.50 a month – a far cry from £20 a month for Match.com: http://www.bbc.co.uk/newsbeat/29914461. But as far as I’m aware, paid sites don’t attract a better calibre of Singleton, so I have little hope for the paid upgrade. Yet, as Cosmo says, it’s no surprise Tinder are beginning to jack up their prices. It’s such a popular app, and more and more people I know are saying they met their boy/girlfriend on Tinder – and no longer with a bowed head in shame. I’m not expecting to meet Prince Charming, but I am expecting to chat with some fun people.
A few nights ago I decided I would turn things around on Tinder; bored of the inevitable silence, I got swiping. With the relative anonymity of online dating, I found myself starting a conversation with people who I’d never even met, in a way I’d chat to a good friend: ‘hey hey good looking’ is my personal favourite.
But it worked. He’s a good looking bloke and wasn’t put off by my over-friendly starter (i.e. he replied). We shall see if there is more than the usual small-talk shite.
Another guy seemed nice enough; we were chatting for an hour or so, flirty small-talk (is there such a thing?!), then he suddenly we should go for drinks and have sex. Very honest – maybe a little forward. And I can’t work out if this is worse than total silence…