Today I sat at a coffee shop right next to a couple on a Tinder date. Ugh. It does happen quite a lot. Those Tinder people seem to pop up everywhere. I try not to eavesdrop on whatever people are talking about, but holy shit, is it usually awkward and polite and oh so dull, that I feel close to obligated to activate a fire alarm, so we can just evacuate the entire coffeeshop and maybe save the last part of the human race, who still shares a grain of faith in love and conversations that doesn't make you wanna cut your wrists after five minutes.