Creepy Old Man. His message was "Nice boobs, young lady." EEEEWWWWWWW.
Boy Toy. He was 24, had a good job, we had similar interests, and he was very attentive. We went on 2 dates, he bought me a bottle of Moscato. Problem? I wasn't attracted to him. Nada, zero, zilch on the chemistry meter. Plus there was that whole age difference thing. I don't usually date younger than myself - for good reason. It was kinda like chatting with a brick wall. But alas, Boy Toy found someone his own age and while I thought I was ghosting on him, he was ghosting on me. Looks like we have our mutual dislike in common.