This may belong on the dating thread but wanted to start a new one for any new middle age folk finding themselves in the dating ;pool in middle age.
Sooooo, a fella I met about 2 years ago via a mutual friend left me a voice mail a few hours ago. I've never given him my phone number, he's about 8-10 years older than me, he was seeing a girl in the group and I see him regularly at one of the gyms I work at. I will input here that I am 52, a Personal Trainer and look much much younger than I am. I'm Scottish so quite chatty and giggly and very friendly to all. Unless they're an arsehole. He was a bit of a twunt to that girl he was seeing when I first met him when he ended it.
Anyway, he must have gone to lengths to get my digits, phoned and told me right away that it may be the weirdest call I've ever had. Ok, what ya got then, Dave? He proceeded to tell me he's been off and on seeing a woman for 3 years, it's all up and down, doesn't know where they're at,, blah blah blah, but gets the feeling that I really fancy him (I don't. I'd maybe go out with him if he asked. Maybe) because I'm so friendly to him at the gym. I'm an absolute shite flirt so defo not my flirting skills! He doesn't know where him and this woman stand but would like to chat over dating stories over some wine. But he just doesn't know if he could give me what I want. Which he's never asked of course! (Because we have just friendly chit chat at the gym.
WTAF??? I've no idea how he got my number. It was all so friggin weird and ego driven. And I had a good laugh over it.