A couple of weeks ago I had an appointment with a new gent.  A total newby.  Went through screening and chatted on the phone a few times.  We really seemed to click and he really seemed the type of gentleman that I prefer to meet with.  So, we were to meet at 2pm at this restaurant.  I called to let him know I was caught in traffic and would be running about fifteen minutes late.  

I got there and before I got to the door, this gent comes out of the establishment, headed straight toward me with a smile on his face.  XXXX?  I asked.  Well, yes he said.  After the nice to meet you bit, he proceeds to get quite vulgar with me.  He wreaked of alcohol.  I am not against dirty talk, but do believe there is a time and place for everything and he was a little to loud and began feeling uncomfortable.  He may as well as had a megaphone and announced to the crowd on the street what was going on.  After grabbing my breasts out there in public all the while telling me how he couldn't wait to f!@# me, I had enough. I told him to take a flying leap and left.

To say I was upset was an understatement.  I had driven over an hour to meet with this jerk, but refuse to be treated with such disrespect out in public and if he was inclined to behave that way in public, I was frightened of what I would be encountering behind closed doors.  I felt extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed at all those people staring at this spectacle.

At around 4pm the calls started coming.  He called incessantly.  The next day the same (18 times)and around that many for the next week.  I ignored the calls in hopes that the message would sink in, although I would think the message was clear when I left him.  Quite unstable IMHO.  Finally it stopped.  

Last night I expected a call from a gent I am meeting today.  The phone rang and without checking the # answered.  Low and behold it was this jerk from a couple weeks ago.  After giving him a piece of my mind and telling him to lose my number......he claims that the gent that I met was NOT him.  I do not believe him, but he insists on being vinicated.  He is going to be sending a pic to prove that it was not him.  He said it would take a couple of days.  So, I wait and am thinking the pic that I get from him will not actually be him.  Paranoya?

Has anyone else ever met the wrong gent before?  I think the odds are slim to none and to date have never had a problem with connecting with the right gent.    

This is a new one right out of left field for me.  What if he is telling the truth?  What if he is just playing head games?  What are your thoughts on how to handle this?

Lauren