my funny meeting cory story:
ran into him after a lecture and fanboyishly told him I'd been reading boingboing half my life (~15 years) - he freaked out, muttered something like "I'm not that old!" shook my hand and ran away.
I'm sorry if it felt like I was running away! That is, indeed, my standard joke when someone who seems to be a fully grown adult tells me they've been reading me since childhood, since in my own timesense, my entire published life feels very short.
But I'm pretty sure I wasn't running away -- more likely just moving on to the next thing (it's often the case that people who book me in for talks schedule things immediately after, like faculty meet-and-greets to justify the expense of paying my way there, etc, and I try not to leave people standing around).