A popular escort once rejected me for being a black man.
Except, I'm absolutely lily white.
She walked into my hotel in Montreal and apparently introduced herself to a black man waiting in the lobby where we were to meet (she arrived early, and 1 or 2 minutes before I got down to the lobby). She introduced herself to the one gentleman there and said something like "Hi, I'm so-and-so." Presumably he thought she was trying to pick him up and acted accordingly. She thought he was me, and she was trying to communicate that she didn't see black men. I can only imagine how confusing this was to the guy. Anyway, the situation escalated, confusion ensued, and she left in an upset huff. And I arrive a moment later to an empty elevator lobby.
All I knew at the time was that I was stood up. I heard what happened from the booker later that night.