Grindr has improved a lot over the years: you now have the ability to post multiple pictures, alert someone if you’re into them without having to say a word, and actually get bloody notifications without paying. Here you will find the fetishists just trying to indulge their kink (totally fine!) the couples looking for a third (also fine!), the people trying to organise chemsex parties (slightly less fine!), the escorts trying to find clientele (should be more fine!), the straight boys without a pic on the hunt or dick (a very thorny thicket!) and maybe, just maybe, a G B or T person looking for a hook-up or a date.
The most blessed and cursed thing about Grindr is – because it’s so ubiquitous – that it really is a broad church. Get used to seeing the same 30 faces and get used to running into them at Waitrose every Saturday, even after they turned you down. You can filter by various categories, but fundamentally, the nearer they are the more you will see them. Grindr, fundamentally, is based around location: men appear in order of descending proximity and everything else goes from there. Grindr sets up the basic template of how all gay dating is or isn’t: everything is reactive to Grindr whether it wants to be or not, so if you like or dislike this app is going to formulate where you go from here.
