You don’t have to bring me flowers, anymore
“Change your criteria and open yourself up to something different. I would of never met my husband if I hadn’t,” said a coworker. So I did. And I went on a date with a 66 year-old man from Tinder. The conversation was great so I decided I could do this.
For our second date, he came to pick me up and brought me flowers. It was a sweet gesture but I just couldn’t get past the fact he had one of those old man beret/caps on. If I was going to date someone older, I had to get used to these things. He took me to a friend’s retirement party where I meet his sisters who had already heard so much about me.
There were many more dates where I tried to convince myself I could do this, but in the end I cut it off because of music. He was a folk-loving boomer who had not listened to anything after The Beatles. He wanted to control what we listened to at home and in the car. If you aren’t open to trying new things you are probably set in your ways and you are not for me.
While it was a good experiment, I said goodbye to Hank and deleted my Tinder account.