Oh gosh! The hard part for me was finding myself in that situation all of a sudden after being married since HS… which was a while ago. Replaced by a newer model… oh well, another story.
What I found was that at early 50’s I was a hot commodity! Gads. I learned really really quick that there are a lot of angry crazy women out there. I also did use Match, paid for it even, and that helped some.
My protocol was to chat online first. Next was to meet at a coffee shop, during the day, usually on a weekend. I would park a couple of blocks away and walk to keep what I drove out of sight. Notice I did not give out my phone number yet? Or even my email address. I would usually do this twice (if there was going to be a second time). Then maybe a lunch somewhere (no alcohol, as illegal in MT to CCW into places that serve, which is about every dinner place). I did not have anyone to tell where I was going, so I was out of luck there. My profile was also pretty explicit, and it did state that I had guns and liked to shoot. People do not read anyway as I found out. It quickly would prove out that I frequently was being water boarded… or maybe that would have been preferred. It was a nightmare. Mostly I just wanted to work on my social skills and get out of the house (at the time I lived on my ranch over an hour from town).
The current gal that I am dating has her own stories as well. She followed a similar protocol to what I was doing, with the addition of telling her kids/parents where she was going. The boys would call a couple of times to “check” on her, and give her an out if needed.
Funny thing is that we can all have triggers. I don’t care about tats and piercings as I have my own anyway (@Dawn) . There is one certain haircut that will send me the other direction, fast. I found that a certain type of woman had that cut, and I wanted no part of that.