THERE’S ONLY one thing I know for certain as a 23-year-old in 2016 and it’s that where I’m heading is completely uncertain.
Being in your twenties today is totally unlike being in your twenties in any decade before, especially when it comes to dating. I know, that’s probably what every 20-whatever-year-old has ever said, but with the life-altering emergence of technology that has gained serious volition since I was a teenager, everything is different.
Gone are the days when I felt the desire to gather my friends, dress myself up (or dress down, as the case may be) and hit up the clubs literally every night they were open in order to meet guys. While it was fun as a teenager in the late Noughties, as I reached my twenties and the Grindr/Tinder generation had evolved, the social element of clubbing had become obsolete. Man, these weird, wacky things known as dating apps are a game changer.
There’s no longer any need to go out to a club and engage in eye sex with someone all night until one of you can muster up the courage to go and speak to the other, a game that sometimes results in going home alone. Now, it’s all down to the apps.
There have been instances where I’ve been out with friends, cup of vodka cranberry in hand, when one of said dating apps starts buzzing with a message. For example: “Hey, are you at the club? I think I can see you. Come upstairs to my booth and say hi.”