And when it came to the bedroom things went further downhill. If the dates were really bad they would say, “I am sorry, you are just not my type” and leave.
One guy came up my friends nostril (yes right up it! I am ashamed to say, if my dates were bad I would get drunk and kiss them anyway and then never reply to their texts.
Embarrassingly, two of the guys I had added to my favourites had not responded, yet both of them had favourited AND messaged my flatmate. I asked my other flatmate to re-write my profile and he made me sound a little better, even though it was probably not necessary for him to mention that I liked having baths.
Another 24 hours passed, hot flatmate was up to 54 favourites and already had two dates lined up. Another friend who joined the site at the same time tactfully pointed out that perhaps the photograph didnt show my best angle.
About five of my straight, single, female friends joined at the same time and part of the fun was coming into work the next day (deathly hungover) and comparing notes over email about our dates the previous night.