I met a man who had 42 on his profile. We talked on the phone several times before meeting, and he admitted at that point that he was 46. When he showed up, he looked (and finally admitted to being) 50.
We had met for breakfast prior to going canoeing, and throughout the whole meal, he regaled me with stories about how amazing he was in university (as if he’d done nothing since!).
The kicker was when he called his ex to tell her something that I had just said – and I was still sitting across the table from him! I cut the date short, paid my half of the bill, and went canoeing on my own. I had a very pleasant day, and enjoyed my own company immensely!