I realized today that I only have a couple of weeks left until my next book club meeting and I don't even have the book yet. So I headed off to Barnes & Noble during my lunch hour and picked the book up. Since I have no willpower, I then proceeded to get some nachos from Baja Fresh for lunch.
Nachos in front of me, I pulled out the book and started to read. Now, if you click on that link and look at the cover of the book, you'll notice it has a picture of a baby girl on it. Maybe that helps to explain what happened next. But probably not.
I hear a voice saying, "Do you have a baby?" I look up and the man at the table next to me is looking over at me. I glance around. Yep, he's talking to me. Me: "Huh?" "Do you have any babies?" "No." Him: Laughs. "Well, you need to get some soon!" Turns around and goes back to his newspaper.
Well, that would've been strange enough. Except that he decided to start another conversation when he was getting up to leave. "Bush is going to pass a law that all single girls have to get married or they'll go to jail!" Me: Stares. Him: Laughs. "Yeah, he's a bastard!" Me: Stares. Him: Leaves, laughing.
Was he trying to pick me up? What was his deal? He was easily 50 years old. I...just don't understand. And while I'm sure other women have had random encounters like this, I somehow doubt most men have (which is not to say that I don't think any man has; on Saturday I witnessed our one young, attractive male get skanked upon multiple times at a conference function).
Current song in my head:
"Rock DJ" by Robbie Williams