Random guy: Hey...what are you reading?
Nerddd: The New Yorker.
Random guy: Can I have your number?
Nerddd: Um, no (returns to reading The New Yorker).
Random guy: I have a subscription.
Nerddd: (eyes opposite end of car)
Random guy: We can read it together.
Nerddd: Sorry, that isn't necessary. My boyfriend and I read it aloud to each other every weekend.
Random guy: You have beautiful eyes. Are you sure I can't just have your number?
Nerddd: (bolts to the opposite end of the car)
There are three lessons to be learned from this true-life event:
1) the potentially insane man looks pretty damned average;
2) luckily, the potentially insane man makes for a hapless Don Juan;
3) reading favorite selections to your signficant other is probably lovely and I'm sure that MP and I will do so as soon as we start that book club we've been talking about for ages.