Have you ever considered you're the problem, dating apps ask users

DATING apps have asked their ugly, humourless, unloveable users if they have ever reflected that not being able to find a partner may not just be the app. 

Apps including Tinder, Bumble and Hinge believe they are fulfilling their end of the deal by providing an endless supply of single people, so are wondering if unhappy users have entertained the idea they themselves are the reason they are still alone.

Tinder said: “We’ve got all ages, interests and levels of commitment covered. So perhaps if nobody’s swiping right on your profile then it’s a you problem.

“Think about it. Everyone on here is desperately looking for love or at least a misguided shag. If you can’t meet anyone through us then you’re being rejected by hundreds of potential partners every hour. And you’re blaming us?”

Hinge agreed: “Complain about our cringey prompts or our algorithms all you want, but what’s the common denominator? It’s you.

“Every couple you know met through a dating app, so clearly we’re doing something right. But when was the last time someone hit on you, either in real life or online?”

Grindr said: “Or guys, if you’re open to changing your sexuality, we don’t get any complaints.”

Green McDonald's considers itself middle-class

FAST food chain McDonald’s has admitted its fancy branches with dark green signage firmly believe themselves to be on a par with Waitrose. 

The branches have long confused customers who have stumbled into high-end areas of UK high streets by rejecting a cheerful, low-cost red in favour of a shade closer to Farrow & Ball’s Duck Green.

Wayne Hayes, manager of the upscale McDonald’s in Bath Spa, said: “By becoming the colour of a PTA member’s en-suite, the McDonald’s has climbed the social ladder. It can converse comfortably with a Lush.

“We’re the McDonald’s that cares, the McDonald’s that aspires, the McDonald’s it’s acceptable to be seen taking your child inside after an eye-waveringly expensive extracurricular.

“Don’t be concerned. We’re a cut above but our menu is the same gold-standard reconstituted pulped chicken anuses as any other location, and we’re still exploiting the same unqualified teenagers on minimum wage.

“We’re not middle class just because of the green, tasteful and soothing as it is. We’re middle class because we insist upon a silly little outward pretence despite being just as full of the same old shit as everyone else.”