Is height (or lack thereof) a dealbreaker?

It's been a long time since I've actually felt something resembling "excitement" about any of these dates.  But, several weeks ago, I started emailing with a "frog" that for reasons which may later become apparent, I'll call "Frodo."  He seemed ideal:  very smart, accomplished, funny, nice, etc...he had only posted two pictures, but he seemed attractive.  It seemed like we had a lot in common and I was very much looking forward to getting to meet him in person. 

Frodo suggested that we meet for drinks at *Mini *Bar (which is not at all/totally hilarious) last Thursday at 8pm.  I donned a *short* dress and *low* gold heels and set off to meet him.  As I walked into the bar, I looked around for someone who might resemble Frodo and spotted a likely candidate sitting on one of the couches.  I walked over and he stood up and I was SIGNIFICANTLY taller than him.  My Asian math brain immediately kicked in.... I am 5'2" or maybe 5'3" soaking wet + my heels (2"-3") - my towering over him (approx 2") - my thinking he was probably wearing lifts (1")... compute.... he is somewhere between 5'1" and 5'3"... there is no way he could be the 5'7" he indicated in his profile.  OMG, I am on a date with a little person! 

Now, I don't mean to denigrate short people in any way, clearly, I myself am short and am sensitive to the fact that it must be quite hard to be a shorter man.  However, I am a big believer in being honest in these profiles so you don't waste people's time or set someone up for the cognitive dissonance that will occur when, as a logical progression, you meet them and reality does not match advertising.  I also think that it is maybe okay on the margins to lie about an inch... but 4"-6"... that just strikes me as a less-than-ideal foundation on which to start a relationship. 

But, I digress... Frodo asked if I wanted to go sit on the couches outside and desperately needing a drink, I agreed.  We actually started out having a nice conversation, but then the topic of my job search came up and I mentioned that I was interviewing at a company in the midwest the following day.  "No, you can't leave Boston.  I won't let you."  He repeated this six times throughout the night.  Um, psycho much?  As he left on a bathroom break, I quickly wikipedia'd the official definition of "dwarf"... phew.  Apparently, one needs to be under 4'10" to qualify.  Finally, I brought the date to an end and said I needed to call it early since I had an interview the following day. 

Sure enough, the following morning, he sent me a long email asking me out for "thursday, friday or saturday" and making it creepily clear that he had somehow google or otherwise stalked me.  And, then I had to put on my big girl pants and turn him down (I hate being mean).  Did I say no simply because he was short?  Am I a mean person?  I think if he had been his actual height and hadn't lied or been overly aggressive/stalkerish, I actually would have been interested.  I think there might be a lesson in there somewhere.  Or something. 
On another note, apparently, I have run through all normal sized, honest people in Boston, so maybe a job in NYC or SF would open up a whole new set of possibilities?