I met him when he was working in a record store and I was rebuilding my music collection. I was quite embarrassed to be buying albums I felt I should already own and he was exceedingly polite about it, which earned him the name 'Exceedingly Polite HMV Boy' for quite a while because I didn't know his actual name and was too shy to ask.

By the time we actually found ourselves going on a date, I assumed as a record store employee that I could just ramble on about music all night and have plenty to discuss. It was only after two or three dates that he admitted he had no clue about the majority of the bands I was referencing.

See: Exceedingly Polite.