Magic/Mister/Doctor Mike has a blog on a similar subject. His reply to my reply is what prompted me to share my experience.
About 5 years ago I met a guy at conference. I could feel him watching me for most of the presentation. It didn't creep me out or anything, but I did wonder what the hell he found so fascinating about me.
During the break he came over & introduced himself. His name was Kim....yeah you heard me, Kim. The man was Asian & about 4 inches shorter than me. I spoke back & we engaged in lite conversation....or at least he did....we had a lil language barrier problem. I had to ask him to repeat damn near everything he said.
After the conference he gave me his card & had written his cell # on he back, and then asked for mine. I thought, "What the hell...give it to him." He called me a few days later. Honestly, I had no intentions on calling him.
After asking him to repeat himself several times, he asked if I had Yahoo. I told him I did & we exchanged IM IDs. Chatting was sooooooo much better. He invited me dinner & told me to pick the place. I did.
The day I was supposed to meet him, I called my BFF and gave her his info, told her where I was going & was on my way.
I got to the restaurant about 30 minutes early & he was sitting outside waiting for me. He held open the door & a table was waiting for us.
I looked over the menu & mentioned there were too many good choices. He replied, "Whatever you want is fine." (once I understood him of course). I ordered a very pricey surf & turf meal & a few cocktails. It was dee-lish! The dessert tray came around & I was gonna get the Bananas Foster when he suggested I should me try something new, so I did. I ordered key lime pie. It was OK. Should've gotten my damn BF.
As we tried to talk over dinner I kept asking him to repeat himself. It was very annoying for me, but it didn't seem to bother him.
It was then that I knew I'd never see this man again.
We finished dinner, he paid the bill & we left.
He walked me to my car, tried to kiss me but I turned my cheek. Did I mention we were eye to eye, but he was on the curb & I was on the surface. (Me & my damn height hangups....) I thanked him for the lovely dinner, got in my car & left.
He called me several times after that evening, but I never answered. I just couldn't bear to hurt his feelings. I also deleted the IM ID I'd given him.
He finally gave up.
I hope he found what he was looking for. I honestly think he might've been trying to fulfill some BBBW fantasy or curiosity with me. Don't ask me why I think that...I just do.
The End.
Now, I know y'all got questions, so fire away.
Maybe he really has a fear of cremation & just doesn't realize it. 
In his defense, he ain't wrapped too tight at times, so I'm really not surprised. 
