Ex-exec sues Tinder execs, claiming sexual harassment, discrimination
“A female former executive at Tinder, the popular dating app, alleges in a lawsuit that two male superiors sexually harassed her through frightening text messages and disparaging comments, then later demoted her because of her gender…”
“Tinder lets users rate photos of potential mates, and when two people greenlight each other, they can communicate through the app. More than 10 million matches are made each day, the two-year-old start-up said in June…”
I would’ve expected entrepreneurs who profit from objectification and fetishism of people’s appearances to treat others with the utmost class and respect.
Jennifer Aniston sees confidence coach
By Indo Asian News Service | IANS India Private Limited/Yahoo India News – Mon 9 Jun, 2014
“Los Angeles, June 9 (IANS) Actress Jennifer Aniston has reportedly been attending sessions with a confidence coach ahead of actor George Clooney’s wedding as she fears she will run into her ex-husband Brad Pitt at the celebrations…”
This guy could probably use some work, and I’m sure he’d be cheap:
If he’s unavailable, I’m fairly good at impressions. But I’m unprepared for the inexorable moment when she would fall in love with me. Astrologically, the fact that Pitt and I are both December 18th-ers would compound that likelihood. But I’m more of a Phoebe kind of guy.
The ghostwriters of online dating: A Q&A with the man who created Personal Dating Assistant
“Online dating is the new normal that — somehow! — no one seems able to figure out. There are entire books dedicated to it. Blogs. Classes, even. Now, in what may mark either the high or low point for the Internet as a communications medium, a company called Personal Dating Assistants
is offering not only to tell you how to online date, but to do it for you — for a price, of course…”
What does this more closely evoke: the romance of Cyrano de Bergerac; the zany smitten behavior of the stalkers in There’s Something About Mary; or an e-pimp?
I’d imagine it’s embarrassing for couples to tell others that they met through a dating website. But it couldn’t be as awkward as the following admission. “Oh, and here’s the best part: I had to pay someone to help me! I have absolutely no social skills! My EQ is so low, I can’t tell if you’re laughing or crying right now. A seizure, perhaps?”