Checking Out the Guy Checking You Out

First of all, let’s just get this out in the open. It is weird to be a woman of a certain age and to be hit on while waiting for a BART train. As in Bay Area Rapid Transit.

He was sitting down when I came up to the platform. I sat down next to him, and one of us struck up a conversation. I can’t remember. It was over a week ago. At any rate, he was headed to a Giants game (thus the Giants jersey) and I was waiting for two girlfriends to go see Hamilton.  Then he mentioned he was from Massachusetts, and I have two daughters living there. Our five minutes conversation flew by. Meanwhile, one of my friends showed up, his train came, he handed me a card and said, “Let’s get together.”

After he boarded the train, the doors shut, and I looked at my girlfriend, we both laughed. I had just been  hit on while being 64.

Then I looked at the card. It was smooth, just his name, phone number, and email address. No business mentioned. No occupation mentioned.  No artwork.  How many cards did the man hand out in one day?

Was he playing the odds? Or just playing me?

Did I call him?  No, I did not. The whole thing seemed a little too slick.

Here I am tonight trying to find the man online. I put in the town where we met and his name. A whole bunch of other guys have the same name – 64 to be exact, on LinkedIn. But they live all over the country. I couldn’t find a photo that matched up.

I tried Intelius, put in his name and guestimated his age. No matches. Now I was really curious. I tried Facebook. No matches. Lots of guys with the same name but no one matched by photo.

WTF? Was this so made-up that his name was fake?

Come to think of it, the whole thing a week later seems surreal. I would wonder if it even happened except that my girlfriend was a witness.  Do I email the guy and see what gives?

Do I pretend I never met him?

I didn’t have my big ring on my left hand that day. I’d taken it off and left it at home since I was going to San Francisco on the dicey BART train.

I had on a new (to me) top that was pretty tight, showing off my recent weight loss. Was that why he hit on me? Because of the top or because of the no ring? Or both? He was probably my same age. We never stood up at the same time. I might be taller.

Do I take a chance and see what happens? Somehow that seems like a bad idea.

I liked the old days when you gave a guy your number and he called you and you went on a date to see if there was any chemistry.  There was definitely chemistry on the BART platform bench last Wednesday, but was it legitimate chemistry or was it a scam?

The slick business card with no business on it seems fishy to me.

What do you all think, readers? What should I do?

 

9 thoughts on “Checking Out the Guy Checking You Out

  1. This reminds me of when I used to live in Chicago lol I took the train every day and sometimes a guy would just stare at me until they decided to say something. But they were always the kind of men u don’t want to bring home to mom and dad 🤣 it seemed like I always attracted the bad boys or gang affiliated types 🙄 anyway if I were you I’d probably email him but don’t give him your number..meet somewhere in public during the day..somewhere he can’t try anything funny. Like a restaurant. If he seems nice, then meet again but still only communicate through email until you feel comfortable enough to give him your number. Yes it is kinda weird that he just so happened to have a personal card with his info but if you felt a spark that day on the train then give it a go! Just be safe! Good luck and let us know how it goes! 😊

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  2. Greetings to you! Your Post here sparked a comment from me, being of the male species. I by no means want to insult you, but I do have some questions for you and statements. First of all, you said that you sat down next to him. Was that the only seat there or did you sit next to him for a reason? Was he attractive to you or just interesting? Sitting next to him probably made him start a conversation, which I just might do myself. Do you look like the Gravatar on your Blog or are you older than what we see?

    If you look like what I see here, I don’t blame him for doing that. You are a pretty Lady! Him giving you his business card with just a name, phone number, etc. meant he’d like to get together with you. I’m pretty sure what you were wearing at that time did spark his interest. It would me. I would tend to think that this is just one of the chances in Life you may take. I’ve done it a number of times in my single past. Sometimes I won. Sometimes I lost. A nice looking Lady can do many things to a male and she doesn’t have to say a word.

    Years ago I had somewhat the same experience. While at a Bike Race in Lititz I happen to notice a nice looking Lady walking in my direction with her camera set up. She came right to me and sat down. We started a nice conversation. Remember, I have never seen this Lady before in my life. She had real nice legs and was not bad looking. Well kept. In the conversation, I started to feel that something was on the “strange side.” The shorts she wore were very short, thus telling me she’s doing that for a reason. The top she wore was, let’s say on the “reveling side.” I did notice.

    After talking for more than a half-hour, she then got up and left. The afterthoughts I had was “Was she looking for “business?” She was looking for something, but just what I never knew. Should have I pursued this further or just let it pass? I never saw her again.

    In my single years, I have learned what to watch out for and what not too do. I have a “sense” that will tell me right from wrong. I still use it to this day, but turning the age of 72 has not stopped my appreciation. Hope I didn’t bore you.

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  3. On dating sites, you chat via email or text before meeting; so I see no reason why it needs to be different in person. I have cards with just my name, email and phone. They are basic calling cards and a great way to network or just to meet people.

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