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TIFU helping my dad set up his Tinder profile

My parents divorced at the beginning of the year. I (28m) have been as supportive as possible to both my parents since the divorce, but lately I've come to regret not being less involved because I was not fully prepared for the fallout of suddenly having crazy single parents. Exhibit A: my dad. He recently asked me to help him set up an account on Tinder because one of his coworkers suggested online dating.

My dad had no idea how Tinder worked, so it became my responsibility to tell the internet that he's available. I love my dad, but he's the most boring person on the planet. His Tinder bio was mundane as fuck. Most of the photos he had included my mom, aka the ex wife, which was obviously not usable. The few solo photos he had made him look like the hillbilly gas station owner who worked in the middle of nowhere and encouraged lost teenagers to follow the route that is not on the map so they could get violently killed by cannibals.

My dad decided not to use the hillbilly photos, so he made me drive him to random locations where he posed for photos that clearly looked staged. Dad at the beach. Dad at the gym. Dad at the park. You get the picture. I don't know how, but my dad managed to get more matches in a few weeks than I got since I joined Tinder 2 years ago. My mom somehow found out about my dad's Tinder profile and asked me to do the same thing for her. I didn't want to, but I had to, otherwise my mom might feel discriminated. My love life is practically nonexistent yet here I am helping my parents sleep with random people. Sigh.

TL:DR I agreed to set up my divorced dad's Tinder profile, which required a lot more work than I anticipated. I thought it was over when his profile was set up, but then my mom found out about my dad's Tinder profile and made me go through the same process all over again so that she could have a Tinder profile too.

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