This Is What Happened When My Mom Ran My Tinder for a Month
BY CLAY SKIPPER
April 2, 2016, 6:00 am ET
Im 26, single, and four years removed from anything resembling a serious relationship. So I did what any solo twenty-something guy would do: I installed Tinder on my moms phone and asked her to find me a date. As me.
It's a warm late-summer night in New York's West Village, and I'm on my way to rendezvous with a woman I met on the Internet. Or, more accurately, a stranger my mom met when she was pretending to be me on her phone. She'd arranged the meeting through Tinder, my Tinder, in hopes of finding me a girlfriend. I only knew the woman's first name, and as I got closer to the bar where we'd agreed to meet, I saw a young brunette just outside. This had to be her.
I heard my mom's voice in the back of my head from a few days earlier. "You could get a lot of sexually transmitted diseases," she'd said over the phone, swiping through a carousel of pouty female twenty-somethings. "I don't think you should just hook up for casual sex. I think you should get to know people."
When I gave my mom control of my Tinder, I thought it would be funny. I did not think we'd talk about casual sex, but here we were.
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