Grindr’s out here acting like it’s the Versace of dating apps when it’s barely giving Walmart clearance rack energy. You can’t even scroll past 2 miles without that little red dot popping up like, “Oh, you thought? Pay for XTRA.” And don’t get me started on the profiles—you click a few, and suddenly they’re all locked behind that upgrade wall, practically yelling, “Cash only, babe.”

And let’s talk about those subscription prices. XTRA is $19.99 a month, and Unlimited’s pushing $24.99 like they’re offering fine dining when all you’re getting is the dating app equivalent of fast food. What do you even get? A couple extra filters, the ability to see who tapped you, and maybe fewer ads if you’re lucky. But the rest of it? Same mess. You’re still invisible, still getting no replies, and still stuck questioning every life choice that led you here.

Oh, and those ads? Everywhere. Long, loud, and relentless. They’ve turned the free version into a carnival of frustration just to bully you into paying. This isn’t matchmaking; it’s daylight robbery. And guess what? Even people who pay are still complaining. Turns out Grindr’s paywalls don’t come with actual connections—just more disappointment, but now it’s deluxe.

The kicker? Grindr knows they’ve got a monopoly. They’re running the game, and instead of leveling up, they’re doubling down on squeezing every dollar they can. It’s clear they’re more interested in cash grabs than creating a decent user experience.

Bottom line: Grindr, stop taxing us to death for the same tired nonsense. Either fix the app or pass the mic to someone who will.