It's pretty hard to make a connection and start a friendship as an adult. It's not like back in the day of elementary school where you could simply bond over someone's awesome Fraggle Rock Trapper Keeper or even college where you could bond over late night cramming sessions and bad food choices in the Student Union. As a single, young adult, you are relegated to mostly just making friends at work. But for many people with lame office jobs, those cubicle critters may not be your cup of tea for weekend chill outs. So how do you find those friends that will help you live out the dream life that was promised you by great 90's sitcoms like Friends or, even better, find your very own sassy, gay best friend to be like Will & Grace?
Well, apparently, many straight girls are turning to the gay networking app Grindr to find their GBFF (Gay Best Friend Forever.)
If it weren't for the fact that I live with a gay man (who has pointed out that when we watch Will & Grace re-runs it's rather like a pair of hyenas watching The Animal Planet) I would not have even been aware about this app which uses your phone's gps to locate other men within close proximity. It provides you with a picture grid of men showing off their muscular chests and giving their best bedroom eyes. You tap on the picture of what you like and it will display a brief profile for that user, as well as the option to chat, send pictures, and share one's location. Basically it's booty call central for gay men. My roommate is on it constantly trolling the gayboorhood for potential hotties to stalk. I find it all creepy.
But apparently, some fag hag wannabes, who are not as lucky to attract gay men like glitter to a shag carpet as I seem to do, have taken to Grindr to find the Will to their Grace creating posts like this
But seriously, this misuse of Grindr is just further evidence of where I fear the technology of constant social networking has taken us as a society, and it is actually a sad lonely place where many people are left more desperately craving personal, real interaction. And it also reminds me how lucky I am to have some good gay men in my life. I would feel pretty pathetic having to post on Grindr that I need someone to show me for the 400th time how to do a smokey eye.
Guess we all just need this in our lives: