What kind of life is this "30 year old" living? In my 20s and 30s when I moved I spent hours at places like Walmart/target and supermarkets with my best buddy at the time, just browsing things and talking. We were both more introverted and weren't the type to go to bars so we'd spend a lot of time hanging out there. We got to know each other so well, just walking around and talking about what food we like to eat and cook, how we want to decorate our places, how we keep things organized, how much we hate shit like doing the dishes or taking out the trash. Best of all it was all fucking free if we wanted, we could have just browsed and walked out with nothing, or just spent $10, whereas going to a bar you'd spend that much on a single beer or at a restaurant that would be one fucking appetizer of chicken wings.
My point is, a place full of the things we use and surround ourselves with every single day should be a great place to bond and learn about someone. It's basically tens of thousands of conversation starters all in one convenient area. These places are also well-lit nearly to the point of being painful, in case she's concerned about safety. Of course that's not where this bitch sees chad taking Stacy on her le heckin Netflix bingerino shows, she just wants the experience of living out the idea of a "date" that's put in her head.
Also it's laughable that she thinks the guy was trying to get her to give him a massage. I've admittedly never had a massage myself. But unless she had on her profile that she's a massage therapist or otherwise knows what she's doing, some rando woman most likely has weak arms and hands that couldn't massage someone's back for shit.
Alternatively, maybe the guy's just inexperienced, and in that case I feel for him, and shame on this bitch for calling him out in a public forum like that. But hey, it's all about the updoots at the end of the day right?