Is it okay to lie about your age on a first date?
Hi, this is my first post and I just want to vent about what happened yesterday on a first date with a guy. We met on Tinder about a week ago, then kept talking on Instagram, but he would reply every 5–6 hours. Even so, I agreed to go out with him yesterday because I found him physically attractive, but up until that point I didn’t know his age (I’m F21).
A few minutes before meeting, he changed the meeting spot and we ended up at a supermarket with a café inside. When we sat down, he pulled out an already opened bottle of wine and two glasses. I felt suspicious, but I still drank. The whole time we were there, he talked almost nonstop about all the foreign friends he had.
Then we went to eat, and up to that point I thought things were going okay because we shared almost the same tastes (even though he barely let me talk about myself). During that time, he was holding my hand without asking me. After eating, he suggested we go for a walk. We ended up sitting near a well-lit but empty park, and again he took out his wine and offered me more. I refused, especially because I was feeling really sleepy (this usually happens when I drink). That’s when he confessed that he had lied about his age on Tinder—he said he was 37 instead of 24. WHAT THE HELL? From that moment on, I told myself, “Nope, this isn’t it.”
We kept walking through the neighborhood, which I should mention was already dark and pretty empty. I told him we should go somewhere more crowded because that area gets robbed a lot at night, and he said, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to kidnap you. If anything, you could kidnap me with all the wine I’ve had,” and then he started hugging me from behind (I’m not really into physical contact). So I just awkwardly said, “Haha… yeah…”
Luckily, we were close to a mall, so we went in. It was around 8 pm and I already wanted to end things because I didn’t feel comfortable anymore. So I told him I had a lot of work and needed to leave. He offered to wait with me until my Uber arrived, and while we were sitting, he leaned in and started rubbing against me, trying to get physical, like hugging me tightly. Then he whispered in my ear, “Well, now we just have to say goodbye.” IT FELT ETERNAL. When the Uber arrived, he grabbed my face and tried to kiss me, but I pulled away and told him, “Sorry, I’m not the type to kiss like that.” He seemed kind of upset. I got into the Uber, thanked him for everything, and left. He hasn’t texted me today, but honestly, after finding out his real age and how dishonest he was, I just don’t have a good feeling about him.