For heaven's sake, if you don't know someone's name, just pretend you do. Do that thing everyone else does, where you vaguely say, "Nice to see you!" and make weak eye contact.But why am I still reading your book, Mindy? You said it would only take two days. It's taken four. Something ain't right here.
Oh right. I didn't want to go through a line or get weird looks at a library for buying a mostly pink book ("The freak!"). So I downloaded it for the Kindle I have.
The Kindle is not the issue. One of my coworkers is the issue. This very annoying coworker did not know that he was being a very annoying coworker (which is the most annoying kind of coworker). He would not go away and continued to talk to me every time I got the Kindle out (because anyone reading a book clearly needs to have a conversation about it right away with the nearest person--no, screw you, I need to know what your book is about right now even though I can clearly see that you're only a quarter of the way into it).
The Conversations Went Something Like This:
Coworker: What is that?
Me: It's a Kindle.
Coworker: Are those new?
Me: No... they have been out for a few years now.
Coworker: What does it do?
Me: You read on it...
Coworker: Oh. (he actually produced a gasp at this point) Where did you buy that?
Me: WE SELL THEM.*
The Conversations Went Something Like This II:
Coworker: You readin' on it again?
Coworker: What are you reading about?
Me: Davy Crockett.
Coworker: You like that kind of stuff?
Me: Yeah, I am totally not reading a book written by a chick for chicks about them all being chicks right now.
I think this is a good excuse for having to take four days to read a book that should take two. I'm just going to start reading Blood Red Road again. No one approached me to ask about that one.
And yeah, Mindy is awesome. I'm Team Mindy now. Congrats Mindy. I love you. Blah blah blah.
*Seriously. We do.