I met a creepy guy with a creepy obsession with my hair

One last post for the night, and this is my longest post by far, so please bare with me.<br><br>So for context: I have super long hair that falls down to around my waist when my hair is straightened and my height is 5'8 so my hair is roughly half the length of my entire body. My hair is wavy, dark brown with loose curls at the end (it's not the typical thick curly hair though)<br><br>When I was around 18, I stopped using shampoo and conditioner on my hair, instead I use apple cider vinegar, coconut oil, and baking soda. This REALLY improved the health of my hair. My hair started growing longer and stronger, plus it became a lot shinier and prettier than before.<br><br>So, I was at this new bar with my friends and we were all having fun. The music was pretty loud and we were drinking and laughing and having a great time, when I noticed a guy across the room just staring at me. I thought nothing of it and assumed he saw us having a good time and wanted to join our table. So, he comes up and starts talking to me and I try talking to him, but I can tell my usually easy-to-talk-to self was a little off and quiet. I thought maybe I was just being paranoid but when I noticed him watching ONLY me, I felt uneasy. Especially when I realised he was staring at my hair the whole time.<br><br>So, he's talking to me about how he likes my hair, which I'm used to, so I was okay with it. But then he started touching my hair and smelling it. I was really creeped out at this point, and I didn't know how to react. I tried to play it cool, but then, he asked me WHY I smell so good, and I said it's because I use coconut oil, and he said "Oh wow, really? So, you just put COCONUT OIL on your hair? And you use APPLE CIDER VINEGAR? And BAKING SODA? And you don't use shampoo or conditioner? WOW, really? And how often do you wash your hair? How often do you use the coconut oil? How do you use it? Can you show me sometime? Or can you send me some of your hair? Pleeeeease? I'll be really nice, I promise!"<br><br>At that point I was ready to run out of the bar calling the police, but I held myself back and simply told him "Uh, yeah sure, I can send you some of my hair. But for now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go to the bathroom"<br><br>I went to the bathroom and texted my friend "Please come into the bathroom and pick me up, or distract that creepy guy from the table. I don't like him at all and I'm really uncomfortable" My friend came in and picked me up bridal style and carried me out of the bar while the creepy guy called out after us "WAIT, WHAT? I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA SEND ME SOME OF YOUR HAIR? MY FIANCÉ WOULD LOVE THAT! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME"<br><br>I never went back to that bar ever again, and never saw him ever again, but I'm still creeped out thinking about it to this day.<br><br>Creepy hair-obsessed guy, Let's NOT meet again