I am so pleased to present this guest post! Please enjoy this delightful excerpt from the forthcoming memoir, Separate Checks Please by the incomparable Davina Faust.
Remember when online dating was something to be embarrassed about? Like, if anyone found out you had a profile, they’d give you that reassuring nod that screams, “I’m sorry you’re not capable of a real life connection.” Now, it seems that every time I whine about singledom, a friend offers the same generic, “Have you tried *this dating app*? This girl I know met her fiancé on it!!!”
Why, yes. Yes, I have tried that app. I’ve also tried the 14 others that you’re thinking of, too.
Here’s a little backstory before we get juicy. I was raised in a small town where I grew up with all of my eligible bachelors. Being the chubby girl in class, those guys either bullied me or friend zoned me early on. I then went to an equally small college to study theatre. This means that 96% of the men in my everyday life were indeed homosexuals. So, in 2013, I moved to Manhattan with dreams of changing my life. Aside from my work endeavors, I was pretty stoked to be a young, single, new-fit-bodied woman with millions of men to pursue. ONE of them had to be my other half, right?! I’d meet him in a coffee shop, we’d talk for hours, we’d move in together within a year.
Or maybe I’d crawl out of my cave and just try online dating already.
After almost four years of being a Gotham girl, I have yet to step off of the bachelorette merry-go-round. But, the good news is, I have spent some energy on virtually every dating app that you’ve considered. So, if you find yourself spending another lonely (and probably tipsy) evening debating your Seamless-for-Dating options, I’m here for you, sister.
Here are the top dating apps and my personal experiences with them.
*duration used: on and off for one year*
Bumble: a place for men of higher caliber who have zero true desire to pursue you. Seriously, everyone on this app works as a lawyer, banker, or doctor. Regardless of their 401K, they will all treat you equally: they won’t respond. At least on Tinder, we’re all pretty aware that most men are only looking for sex. On Bumble, they’re all claiming to be seeking someone special… but really only have the available time for a hookup. On the other hand, this app taught me the importance of being a standout icebreaker, which is really just a stroke to my writing ego. Everyone claims to despise “Hey, what’s up?” messages. In my own profile, I boldly promised, “Swipe right and you’ll get a haiku!” I’ve had many swipe rights and I (a woman of my word) have offered many custom-written Japanese poems. The only one I remember vividly was one about a hot athletic nerd guitarist because I knew it had to be THE BEST ONE I HAVE EVER WRITTEN. But, even in flexing my creative peacock feathers, the match expired after 24 hours. In fact, only two men in all of the NYC Metro area have appreciated their personalized haikus. The rest were either confused, robots, or dead. If you can’t appreciate my 5-7-5, then you don’t deserve my forever vows.
Coffee Meets Bagel
*duration used: less than 3 months*
The “Candy Crush” of dating apps. Seriously, why do I have to collect coffee beans in order to talk to someone? I only went on one date from this app, in which he asked me, “So, how is this going?” about 30 minutes in. If you have to ask how it’s going, it’s probably not going well. I also can’t even think about this app without craving a f*cking bagel. So for the sake of my carb intake & the time it takes to find someone worth spending “beans” on, I’ll pass.
*duration used: 3-6 months*
You know the old guy who is in every commercial, the creator of this site? Well, what you don’t know is that he’s also the website developer. He sat down at his Windows 95 desktop, created the platform once, and said, “This is great and shall never be altered!” as grandpas stubbornly do. But seriously. The website does not appear to have been updated since the “You’ve Got Mail!” era. It’s hideous to my millennial palette and also very crappy in function. Every time I’d log in to having “New messages!” it was just the same message that I’d had for a week that wouldn’t mark itself as “read.” Every time a match came up & I was disinterested, that profile would somehow still pop up on my “suggested matches” for DAYS. When I canceled my account, the representative pleaded, “Most people find their true love in 6 months!!” I bluntly responded, “Well, sir, that’s because it takes 6 months to actually receive new matches.” Also a fair warning to my fellow urbanites: if you live in Manhattan, your “true love” will live approximately 3 hours away in That Little Town off of Amtrak, NJ. Not that there’s anything wrong with TLTooA, but I certainly don’t have time to haul ass there every week.
I will say I did appreciate how comprehensive the introductory questions were. It made me feel like, “Whoa. eHarmony really DOES try to understand who you are so you can find the perfect fit for you!” But, not much later, the investment seemed like a total waste. I could probably find an equally accurate personality quiz on Buzzfeed FO FREE. Take my advice: do not trust your money to a random old billionaire matchmaker. Just have your Nana set you up with her friend Belinda’s grandson. Maybe Bingo will be awkward for them if you guys don’t work out, but at least you’ll save $60 a month.
Gym People Meet
*duration used: less than 3 months*
As a member of the #fitfam, this app was the first one I have been excited over in a LONG time. You mean, I can find someone who doesn’t think exercising on the first date is bizarre?!? Sign me up!!! I eagerly composed my profile, using photos of me clearly being active as I described my 50-lb weight loss and my current regimen. I searched for matches within 20 miles. “There are no matches.” Odd… I’ll try again later. I kept attempting about once a day for a week. My first match finally surfaced… and he was from Pittsburgh. COME ON, BRO. Whether it be poor advertising efforts or lack of bachelors truly wanting to meet me at the gym, this app tanks. Only about 4 men use this app, and most of them were scattered around the US. Sigh. Guess I’ll keep eating my cheat meals alone…..
*duration used: less than 3 months*
This app also had a lot of promise as it was kind of like network marketing for online dating. It skims your Facebook friends’ mutual friends to see if anyone wants to be more than friends. Great idea! My parents met at a wedding, after all, so who’s to say my college RA doesn’t have a hot distant cousin living in my city? Well, much like Bumble, I have yet to encounter anyone who responds.
You’re better off selling makeup and leggings to sixth degree friends than you are to get a date.
*duration used: 3 months*
Another attempt at a paid service as a means to “uplevel.” I figured, maybe all of the guys I’m meeting suck because I’m not recognizing my own worth? If a man is willing to drop a few dollars on a quality woman, then maybe I should advertise myself as a quality woman.
In the Match vs eHarmony wrestlemania, Match wins all of the rounds. Great filters, easy-to-read profiles, and pretty accurate in only presenting you with people that you’d be interested in. I will say, though, that a lot of guys are lazy in completing their profiles and Match is just really good at being their hypeman. So if you’re a nonsmoker who doesn’t want to date a smoker, that may be the only thing you have in common with this NEW FANTASTIC SOON-TO-BE-YOUR HUSBAND MATCH!!
Also, this site is BOMBARDED with men who have done a 30 day free trial to no longer log in again. At one point, I had between 6 and 10 unread sent messages collecting dust in my outbox. Not because the dudes were uninterested, but because I’ll never know. They hadn’t logged in for over 3 weeks. There were maybe one or two nice guys, but I was discouraged by my otherwise shitty response rate. Maybe my free apps are dumpster diving, but at least I’d actually meet people on them.
My other problem with Match is that, even though I’ve said sayonara, I still get emails from them even after unsubscribing. And if you open the emails, Match claims to NOW have men who are 100% compatible to you. How do you know that if I’m not even logged in, Match…….?
Plenty of Fish
*duration used: about 3-6 months*
This was my first attempt at online dating. I saw an ad for it on MySpace. LOL.
Notice how POF has now kind of died? I mean, it’s still out there and existing, but compared to the competition, POF went into retirement along with the rapper Ja Rule. I’m sure as I’m typing this, my algorithms are stalking me and I’ll see a POF ad every 5 minutes. Anyway…. this site was pretty bottom-of-the-barrel for me. I went on a date with a guy who didn’t really speak at all. Not exaggerating. But, I must give credit to this endangered dating site. One of my best friends has met her soulmate on this site, and he’s a great guy. Some people hit jackpots, while others (ME) bid $1 thinking it’s the smart move.
*duration used: collectively, one year*
I’ll keep it simple, with (surprise) a haiku:
Men want booty calls only.
No husbands on here.
*duration used: less than 3 days*
This was another one that was heavily advertised in the early internet days. I tried it and immediately thought, “Wait, why am I trying this?” I don’t really remember anything about it. My takeaways were that I never exchanged messages with anyone, and that the font/colors of the platform reminded me of the 90s board game “Mall Madness.”
And, finally. The mother of them all (for me, at least)….
*duration used: on-and-off for 3 years*
I think this site, by far, is the most frustrating to me. I’ve met several people who have found their forevers on this site. I’ve even held substantial relationships with two or three guys myself (shocking, right?). As the other apps are 87% terrible, OkCupid just knows how to offer that, “What if this time works?” appeal.
I will also compliment OKC for improving over time. The filters have become more accurate so you can search for men of a certain age, distance, height, and “what you’re looking for” preference. There are probably 8 million personality questions you can answer to find someone with a pretty accurate match. There’s also a beautiful feature known as the “filtered inbox.” Basically, anyone who you determine to be a waste of time gets thrown into the chum bucket. Personally, I filtered out men 40+, from anywhere more than 2 hours away, who had a “match percentage” of less than 50%.
Because all of these weirdos were all in one place, sometimes I only left my dating profile active BECAUSE of the filtered inbox. It’s beyond entertaining.
[Here’s a shameless plug for my Instagram account @separatechecksplease, where I screenshot my most ridiculous online dating message requests.]
I’ve mentioned the 2-3 guys that had enough longevity to be significant in my life, but not enough to turn FB official. What I haven’t mentioned are the CRAZIES. Guys who don’t wear deodorant, guys with sweaty ponytails, and guys who sell themselves as “lazy.” I’ve been pursued by a guy who strongly believes that humans were created by aliens, another guy who sleeps on an earthing mat (Google it), and even a guy who yelled at me on the phone 10 minutes before our date was going to be happening. And let’s not forget the reason why I’ve taken an indefinite leave of absence from dating altogether: the stalker. Even though I’ve told him to “move the f*ck on” multiple times, there’s still a guy in Jersey City who likes to find me on different social media platforms and probably kisses my OKC user photo every night. Luckily, I’m social media stealthy, so I have obtained enough information should a lawyer be my next step. Given the amount of years I’ve wasted in searching online for “the one,” I guess it was time to have my personal well-being threatened.
And there you have it. I’m just here in NYC, trying to make my love life as fabulous as Carrie Bradshaw’s like every other twentysomething woman I know. But, for me, it’s without the uncomfortable heels, bitchy friends, and expensive wardrobe. And since I actually have to hustle to survive here, I don’t have time to meet fabulous people just by knowing other fabulous people.
As I conclude this, once again getting bored with my life, I’m contemplating activating this OkCupid nonsense for the 384th time.
What if this time works?
Davina Faust is New York City based and, professionally speaking, “does what she wants.” While maintaining a job as a receptionist, she is currently building multiple streams of income as a creative entrepreneur. She pursues work in the voiceover industry, operating under the name Davina Speaks, and is currently finalizing the audiobook for the novel “Pure Fyre” by KristaLyn Vetovich. After maintaining a 50 lb weightloss for years, Davina recognized her potential to pay it forward as a health coach. She is passionate in empowering women who struggle with emotional eating and other stress-related disorders; guiding them to use healthy habits as a tool to live in their happiest skin. She is an AFAA-certified PiYo Live instructor, currently pursuing a certification with Precision Nutrition, and an active celebrant of dancing like a dork on “Feel Good Friday.” And, finally, she is diving into the memoir-writing world as the author of the upcoming “Separate Checks Please,” because her love life is too chaotic NOT to share.