He took the croutons off his salad and lined them up in a perfectly straight line on the table.

And then asked if I was going to eat mine.

At one point he broke out in a full on impersonation of Steven Tyler singing. Loudly.

It was like being on a date with Robin Williams’and Rainman’s love child.
When he asked what I was staring at while he was talking (and it was him) I had an instinctive flight or fight reaction and fled. It’s the only time I’ve walked out on a date.

And now I’m asking myself “why do I do this?”