RAD: Panama Jack in These Foolish Things

  • July 18, 2025, 5:10 p.m.
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I got a new iphone months ago. One day I was thinking about my dating days of yore and I thought I’d take a peek back into Bumble and it seems my profile had disappeared. Maybe because my phone was new? Who knows. But I decided to use that as a sign that I should start over with my dating profile. So I did. I created a whole new profile, with all new pics and a few new points of bio information. And it’s getting a little traction. I had a date last night:

Name: Panama Jack

Introduction Platform: Bumble

Age: 58

Relationship Status: Divorced twice (oof, but eh.), one kid who just turned 18 and is about to ship off to the Air Force

Job: Tech Engineer

Lives: in a town about 15 miles away (suburbs, meh, but supposed to be a beautiful area)

Length of Date: 3 hours

We Did: He was going to be in my neck of the woods to pick up his car that was in the shop, so he asked if I’d like to meet for an “early dinner”. I told him that would be fine and gave him a recommendation for a meeting place - a new restaurant I hadn’t been to before, so I thought it might be fun to get out and check it out. He agreed. He was later than he’d expected to be for various reasons (late Uber, shop didn’t do what they were supposed to do, etc.), but it was no biggie to me as I was in no hurry. So he was quite late, but it didn’t matter to me and I was later than he was. The restaurant was fine. A little funky in that you had to order everything at a counter but a waiter would bring the food out and then you could order more via the waiter. Strange, but he took full control of the situation, making sure I had water and he ordered for the both of us and took care of everything. After dinner, we wanted to linger and chat more. Thought there was a tea shop close by, but it turned out to be closed already, so we ended up at Starbucks for a tea and more convo.

He Looked: Oh my goodness, he is tallllllll…6’5”. And I love it! He’s tall, dark, and has wavy white hair (thinning, but still there and wavy). He’s from Panama (hence the name), so is tan-skinned and very distinguished looking. He was casual, wearing a nice golf shirt and casual chinos. He’s really athletic (played basketball in Panama), in great shape. Really nice.

I Looked: I knew I was going on a date later, so I’d worn an animal print off-the-shoulder minidress and paired it with sneakers to be more casual. I didn’t feel super pretty, but I didn’t feel yucky either. Just kinda…fine. I didn’t make a whole lot of effort, but I think it was okay.

Convo: We hit it off really well, I thought. We both shared a lot about our work life, previous relationships, our lives growing up, his kid (kind of a problem child, but leaving soon, so…), his experiences being discriminated against. Just a lot. I liked that we both wanted to linger. We stayed up past both of our bedtimes. I like that he goes to bed early and gets up early. He also doesn’t drink much (he had one drink at dinner and I had a mocktail). We also talked about living a healthy lifestyle and how important that is to both of us, but I did not share my cancer experience.

High Point: I was attracted. I think he’s smart, handsome and a good man, and I felt great about a few moments of witty banter.

Low Point: Didn’t love hearing about his problem kid. Felt a little PTSD-ish thinking about Sexy Pant’s kid and how much he scared me. But Panama Jack will soon be an empty nester, so that’s all good. I also feel a little like he might have a little love bombing tendencies OR possessive tendencies based on some things he disclosed about his baby mama. All of that remains to be seen. Def not red flags…maybe yellow.

How It Ended: We’d both parked in the same parking garage, he walked me to my car. We said goodbye with a hug. If he’d tried to kiss me I would have obliged, but I’m glad it was a hug.

Chances Are: Very good. We have tentative plans for me to go to his area tomorrow with Martini for a dog walk at the waterfalls near him.

Date Rating: A-


Last updated July 18, 2025


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