"I Met My Wife On Tinder."

Is this what we're headed for?! 

Last night, I sat with a few of my guy friends and laughed over a couple of Sam Adams. It was the first time I really understood exactly what Tinder was. For those of you who may not know, it's a dating app. You download it onto your phone and make a profile with a few pictures of yourself along with a short "About Me" section. You select the age limits for who you may want to date. And voila! The app finds people who fit your age limits in the surrounding area and it's as simple as swiping to the left if you like them and to the right if you don't. If they also swipe left, BAM, it's a match. You're free to "chat." 

Thinking about it now, it kind of makes sense...kind of. When I used to think of dating, I thought about meeting in the grocery store as two strangers reach for the same gallon of milk as their hands softly touch. They proceed to gaze into each other's eyes, fall in love, and live happily every after. Or there's always the coffee shop. Woman orders a venti mocha something or other. Man orders the same thing. Instantly, they're perfect for each other. Soon, they're walking down the aisle. But now what? According to Match, 1/3 of marriages are started online. Does Tinder count as "online"? I'd say it's pretty close.

Maybe it used to be the norm that a mommy and a daddy tell their child the romantic story of how they met and started dating. I bet in a few years, that story is going to involve a computer screen and a log in account. Who's to say there's anything wrong with that? If it's bringing people together, it's bringing people together. The world is evolving; technology is practically taking over. (As I'm typing, my phone is literally resting on my left knee.) 

So, Tinder on! Have fun with it. Who knows, maybe you'll meet your future spouse. Or maybe you'll just meet someone to have some fun with...