Ok. Back when I was in my 30's, I joined a dating service. They matched me with this guy who had absolutely nothing in common with me. Worse, they gave out my address though I had asked them not to!
So he called one night and we chatted, made a date for that coming Saturday because I figured what the heck, give him a chance. Then he called the following night. And the following night. I was nervous about it by now, but saw it through. We went to a movie, and for coffee afterward. And he was a bit weird, kept talking about how he liked Ovaltine before bed, and what places he liked to visit, etc.
Well, the guy started really stalking me. Kept calling, even showed up in the middle of the night. I called my father, who was a corrections officer at a prison. He called this guy and offered to show him baton maneuvers. That guy never called again,lol!
