There are few things in life that annoy me more than online dating. It’s right up there with people clipping their nails on the subway and finding pee on the toilet seat. But a couple months ago reality smacked me in the face when I witnessed first hand the reason my generation is so obsessed with OKCupid, Match, Plenty of Fish et al: We have lost the art of conversation.
While at a fashion event on the Lower East Side, a reasonably attractive, well dressed dude approached my friend and introduced himself. His first mistake? Even though there were three of us sitting together, clearly in the middle of something, he didn’t seem to think it was necessary to acknowledge us. But anyway. It quickly got awkward because neither him nor my friend were overly chatty but he would. not. leave. So I took it upon myself to get the conversation going. I asked him about his job, he didn’t ask us about ours. I asked him where he was from and when he said Boston I told him I was going there the following week and asked for restaurant recommendations, he didn’t have any. I asked him where in the city he lives, he didn’t ask us. (You guys, it’s not that difficult to make small talk. Even if you have nothing in common with someone, if you’re asked a question, you ask the same one. If you’re lucky, the answers lead to more questions. This is called a conversation.) After 20 painful minutes, he moseyed off to mingle.
It was a perfect example of a typical night out. But what kills me most is when I’m at a bar and I realize that every single person around me is on their phone, posting status updates, uploading selfies or chatting to some unknown on Tindr. Then they’ll go home and complain about how difficult it is to meet someone in New York and continue messaging total strangers who are also complaining about the city’s dating scene.
Seriously? Is this what the world has come to? JUST TALK TO PEOPLE.