One guy I met online dating. I was standing in the pub when he walked in and straight over to a similar age brunette. He thought she was me! He seemed frazzled and embarrassed, we had a quick drink and went to the restaurant as arranged for dinner. It went fine but he was talking very loudly and he forgot where the toilet was at one point despite having gone there already.
I don't know how I didn't realise how drunk he was. Something about his story didn't make sense to me (it was unclear where he lived) and my Spidey senses went up. I thought - he could be married or something. So I decided I would give him the benefit of the doubt but keep my cards close to my chest, definitely not get physical with him and not drink. For however many dates it took to get to know him.
He paid for the bill, picked up the water jug and poured water directly down his throat. It dawned on me he was demented drunk. He then began telling me how much he hates casual sex without feeling while gyrating wildly to demonstrate. I was utterly mortified. He was also declaring how crazy he was about me and listing the reasons at the top of his voice. The entire restaurant was smirking at me.
We left and my brain started spinning on how to swiftly and safely exit. He seemed bonkers. I knew my friends were in a nearby pub so I steered him that direction and conveniently they were all standing outside drinking and yelled hello and to join them. I asked one to join me at the bar and explained my dilemma. We decided some stupid plan for me to bid him goodnight with them there for moral support. when we returned, one friend was crying, another was shouting. He had been calling them jealous ugly bitches and saying he had been in prison and could snap their legs like insects. At this point I panicked, said we were leaving and goodbye. I couldn't think of what else to do and still can't. He began pleading with me to come to his hotel 'as agreed' and not let them come between us. I literally turned, ran into the pub and out the back door he wouldn't have known about. I was scared of him. They moved away and caught up with me down the road. They said he just sat down at a table and didn't know what he did next.
The following morning I woke up to hours of rambling messages all night about witches lying in the long grass poisoning me against him and loads of other mad stuff. Needless to say I ignored.
Later that day something surprising happened. I received a very nice, sane coherent message. It said he was so sorry about the night before, he was nervous and he drank whiskey before he met me then continued. He has a very unhealthy relationship with alcohol and has tried to quit but fell off the wagon. He wouldn't offend me by expecting me to give him the time of day while he's such a mess but whatever guy gets me will be a very lucky one. He then thanked me for being so kind on the date and apologised again for his behaviour. I wrote back and thanked him for the message and said I hoped things improved for him but he was correct that I didn't want a second date
Unbelievably when I read the message out to the girls they all ooohed and aaahed and said I should give him another chance as after all he was very good looking and anyone could make a mistake.
Needless to say I ignored their advice.