Bored AF

Few weeks ago, my iPhone just stopped working for absolutely no reason. Despite multiple trouble shooting strategies like power cycle, download the new iOS, and calling it some names that starts with F and S, nothing worked. I was going to take it to the Apple store, which required me to make an appointment and the first available was not until the next day. For the next 24 hours, I had no LTE or data to use apps like Uber, Lyft, Spotify or any social medias to feed on. I felt completely lost and disconnected from the world.

I don’t think I am the only one who believes Apple purposely programs the iPhones to stop working around the time when the new iPhone comes out. Of course, this does not stop me from buying a new one and I pre-ordered the iPhone 11. 

It almost feels impossible to navigate this world now without a smart phone. It’s also a tool to socialize even if we’re in presence of each other. Last weekend, I was at a party and at one point there are about 4-5 small groups of 2-3 people with one cell phone out showing either photos, Facebook pages, or website of some sort to talk about. 

We are constantly bombarded with feeds, alerts, and notifications on our cell phones. Even this blog post might be coming up on your feeds, alerts, and notifications. We are so addicted to the instant gratification to scratch our boredom itch. It’s not unusual to watch TV while scrolling through social media feeds.

I went out with a guy earlier this year with a guy named Felix. He is a white dude in his late 40’s. He is a writer and wears a pair of nerdy glasses. We went to a bar and had a beer, which only took about 30 minutes. I was so bored while he was talking about a camping trip with his 2 sons. I am not into camping at all and children are so annoying. Felix and I had nothing in common and the whole time I kept wanting to take out my phone, perhaps to order a ride home. 

Why is that we’re so uncomfortable with boredom? Have we all developed ADD? Is this why Adderall abuse is happening? 

I never heard back from Felix. Maybe he was also bored with me.

This is a boring blog post.

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Just before I deleted Chappy and Tinder in earlier this year, I matched with a cute boy named Olafur on Tinder. He is 25 years old from Iceland. He is a college student majoring in music. Coincidentally one of my favorite musician is Olafur Arnald who is also Icelandic.

Olafur, the college student, not the professional musician, was cute and it seemed like we had common interest. But I was worried, based on multiple negative experiences with some of millennials I went (or tried to go out) with.

Read about Patrick: Why did the cock cross the road? and Mac: Tidying up AF. Both of these a-holes resulted in dating app deletions.

Olafur and I decided to meet for coffee on a Saturday afternoon. I had many errands to run that day and I even rescheduled another potential date to meet Olafur. As I was panicking for running late to the coffee date, I texted him to apologize that I was running few minutes behind.

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I seek a geek.

Just before I deleted the dating app, Chappy, in earlier this year, I matched with a guy named, Franklin. He is a 38-year-old white guy, who seems like a wholesome dude from mid-west. We exchanged phone numbers and texted for a few days. Then between my travel and being stood up by Mac, I deleted Chappy and lost touch with Franklin. Read about Mac here: Tidying Up AF.

Few weeks later, Franklin texted to apologize for ghosting. We made plans to have dinner. I don’t know if this happens to other people, but I tend to run into people I know while I am on a date. So I picked a place that a far from a gay venue, an Irish pub. And I accidentally scheduled it on Valentine’s day.

On the day of our dinner date, there was a snowstorm and I was worried he was going to cancel.  But he showed up.

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Small gay world!

Throughout the month of June, all of my LGBTQ brothers and sisters are out marching and celebrating our freedom since the Stonewall riot 50 years ago in NYC. All of gays are out waving their rainbow flags and love is love t-shirts and of course I cannot celebrate the pride month without running into all of my the guys I have been out with. 

I ran into Keegan and Marshall. (Read Singled-Out about them). As I was talking to them, I saw the reiki guy too. Apparently, they are friends.

It’s always awkward to run into your exes, people you hooked up with or bad dates. But most importantly, it is always great to run into all your closest friends and others celebrating pride.

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In the shallow, shallow.

In the shallow, shallow.

Last year, I was chatting with a guy on Grindr who had a shirtless profile photo and seemed pretty decent looking. Our conversation super shallow. It went something like“hi, how are you. Good and you? Good. That’s good….”

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He didn’t put his age on his profile, but I believe he was in his 40’s. He had a bald head with blue eyes that were too small to be noticed.

We decided to meet for drinks on a Sunday evening at a neighborhood pub. I didn’t think it was a dinner date so when I arrived, I sat at the bar. However, he ordered a turkey sandwich AND a pumpkin pie, while I drank my apple cider (It was in November) and uncomfortably watch him eat a meal. I ain’t gonna lie, I wanted a piece of that….. the pumpkin pie I mean.

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It got really bizarre when he stood up at the bar seat and had the bar stool pulled out so far, it was blocking people walking by, and he just stood there. He talked about his back pain and needing a massage. I think he was hinting for me to massage him like a power bottom with ass up in the air.

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He also mentioned that he is a Reiki master and offered to do Reiki on me. It seemed too sleazy and I just wasn’t having it. I didn’t even order a third beer and as soon as he took the last bite of the pumpkin pie (without offering to me at all), I asked for the check and pretty much took off running with dust cloud behind me.

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And of course, I see him at the gym all the time now. And judging by his work out routines, he didn’t seem like he was suffering from back pain.

Playing Tinder Crush Saga

On Halloween night of last year, to prevent overeating Halloween candy, I got on Tinder and madly swiped for hours. I saw a profile photo of a cute guy with blue eyes and a warm smile. Immediately, I swiped right then I heard that “broop-bing” match the sound. You all know that sound that makes your endorphins going like a Pavlov’s dog.

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Compared to 400 other matches, Doug and I actually chatted, which lead to the next level of swapping phone numbers, and even went far as meeting up for coffee.

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Tidyng up AF

I have been on a dating app called Chappy for a few years. It’s another dating app that is similar to Tinder, swiping right when the photo sparks joy. 

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What I like most about Chappy is it’s only for gays and mostly into looking for a relationship rather than just “fun” like Grindr.

There have been many matches on Chappy for me and some that are actually responding to my messages. But, for most, it’s radio silence when I message them.

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