OPINION: What Katy did

There’s not.

I know this because all the fish that were in the sea are now on Tinder.

Featured prominently on the popular dating app – usually attached to a man elbow-deep in gill – these fish have become synonymous with lonely hearts seeking love.

It’s just a hunch, but something tells me these men will never be the ones that got away. 

At least not from me.

Perhaps if I actually ate seafood I would find these photos more appealing.

But then, I really like avocados.

I just don’t particularly want to date one.

When joining a dating site – which I’d like to let you all know I did purely for research purposes – surely you want to put your best foot forward.

Is your best foot honestly the sole you caught last weekend?

Even more disturbing than the fish photos are the ones of men holding crabs.

I don’t know about you, but I think any man with crabs on display needs a doctor, not a dating app.

What is this? Deadliest Catch?

Maybe it’s just me.

Maybe dead fish really are the status symbol du jour.

Is it possible marlins, tuna and barramundi have overtaken Porsches and Rolexes as measures of a man’s desirability? 

Is it really a case of size does matter when it comes to fishing/dating?

I’m honestly all at sea.

It could be that in the ever-widening gene pool of internet dating I’m just not supposed to venture too far out of my depth.

Maybe there are still plenty more fish in the sea. I just think perhaps I may have better luck in the dating stakes trying to land my catch on land.

There’s nothing fishy about that, is there?