Ask anyone and they would tell you that dating today is quite complex. While technology adds a layer of convenience to meeting new people, it does so with some baggage in tow. We send off our twenty-something into to the digital landscape to find out how things really are. The mission? Go on a Bumble date for every NBHD we cover, and live to tell the tale. First up: Mr. Type A of Makati.
From his pics down to his About page, he seemed adventurous. You know, the kind with a lot of out-of-town photos jumping off cliffs and skydiving? Much to my surprise, Mr. Type A, at 25, is a straight-laced corporate guy who lives by a strict daily routine.
Chatting with him was a breeze; he could carry a conversation. But he suddenly seemed so much older upon meeting him in the flesh. How could he be so unlike the guy on Bumble? Is this what it feels like to be catfished? Was I wrong for having any expectations?
He shared about his life, his family, his fondest memories with friends, and even some irrational fears. Initially, I was overwhelmed by how much I’ve gotten to know about him already before our food was served. I got a hunch that he’s been single for a while and turns out I was right when he admitted that he “doesn’t make time for relationships.” I see. Maybe he just really needs someone new to talk to. Then, he explained that having a Type-A personality is what pushed him to rethink his monotonous lifestyle. This Bumble date is a step for him to experience new things and meet new people. As much as he wants to have fun, he first needs to learn how.
I also shared about myself here and there, and how my life is like as a writer. Our contrasting lives shocked him, and he later on mused over the fact that it was refreshing and exciting to sit down with somebody so easygoing. But halfway through my meal, I found myself itching to reach for my phone or check my watch. I think he noticed how bored I was getting so he quickly switched up the topic to Astrology. My ears perked up, and we talked more about that until we finished dessert.
That night I came home a little more tired than usual. The three-hour dinner felt like a 12-hour chore. He was decent and all, but we just didn’t click. So when he messaged to ask for a second date, I told him that as co-Air Signs (he’s a Libra, I’m an Aquarius), that I think we’d be great at just being friends. He didn’t respond after that.