Old liars

Some weeks ago, from an online matchmaking website,  I received an e-mail from a German man living in the same city. I looked at his profile and photo and felt no interest but he seemed like a nice individual with whom, at best, was good at e-mail conversation. For some reason this man, who had traveled to Germany for a few days kept sending e-mail as if we were the best of friends. I don't know why but I guess I was keeping him from being lonely. He wanted to meet in town so I agreed to do so. We met at Starbucks and at first glance, I knew this man lied about his age. His profile read that he was 49 years old. Clearly he was not. I would give him 54 at youngest. He never mentioned numbers in relation to age, rather he referred to his "twenties." He was like talking to a brick- very boring. Even after having to draw conversation out of him, he was close to putting me to sleep. I was looking for a break because it was about that time for an afternoon nap. Luckily he mentioned he had to go. Yippee! I was hoping the guy found me boring enough to leave me alone for good. I was wrong, he sent an e-mail the next day about having oral surgery. I don't know why he had to tell me but I wished him well and told him to take care.
Some days later, another German man sent a message. I read that his profile stated he is 57, in the travel industry and he, well traveled. I was a bit curious despite thinking his age is too old for me. We exchanged a few e-mails before he wanted to talk to me. I am not that eager so I told him it was too soon. Later on, we exchanged a few more e-mails and my curiosity was growing wider. Right before retiring for the night, I gave him my telephone number and he quickly phoned. He was ready to meet. Goodness, give it some time, I thought. I told him I would let him know when I was free to do so. I found time Monday afternoon to make this happen. I sent an e-mail to and phoned him to see if it would work for him. As eager as he was, said he would come to my area so that we can meet at a local diner. I was good with this because it meant I would be able to ride my bike.
A few days before meeting, I decided to do a little research on him to find out if he really worked in the travel industry. I found that he has worked around the world, in various countries as a hotel manager for a few exclusive 5 star properties. His age was not panning out. Under his name, there was an age range from 43 to 71. I wondered how old this man really is. The closest one to what he described himself as being is 71. He runs races and a lot of race times were that of in the 65-69 age group. A Boston Marathon time showed as a 70 year old finisher. Trying to give the benefit of the doubt, thought maybe he lied about his age to qualify for Boston. I asked a friend to look too and she came up with nearly the same conclusion.
Still not 100% certain, I met him for lunch. He was engaging, gentle and pleasant that I was gaining interest in him. I kept looking at him and in my age fog, really started to see the 71 year old man. He spoke about his travels and work as well as qualifying for Boston. He unknowingly was stating his age. After finishing lunch, we decided to part ways and he was really trying to set up a date. I told him that I would let him know when I was free again because I never know what my schedule holds. Before leaving, I asked his age and he told me he is 56 years old. I told him I will not consider anyone older than my mother, who is 62 this year. I could tell by the look on his face that he was not being honest with me. I was very bothered by this.
Being so bothered that when I awoke the next morning, I sent him an e-mail stating my feelings and thanked him for lunch. He replied by telling me that I am the same age as his ex-wife and thought he could convince me that age is just a number. Maybe to some this is true but I don't want to deal with a man who is older than my mother let alone, my father who shares the same age as he. I am the judge of me, and no one else so if I clearly inform one of how I am or what I will accept, there is no convincing me. I wish him luck on his pursuits with a much younger woman who can make him feel whole.