my life is like a fruitcake, it makes no sense.

So today I went to the bookstore. I hadn't been in a long time... I wanted to meander through the books, smell their newness, caress their soft pages. You know, make sweet sweet love to them. Anyways, after picking up this book called Honolulu to read the front jacket, the lady standing next to me starts talking to me. The conversation went as follows:

Her: so you like drinking bottled water?

Me: Um... I don't care. I just like drinking water.

Her: Have you ever heard of {random water name} water?

Me: No. Is it bad or something?

Her: No. Me, my sister and my mother are endorsing it. I was wondering if you would like to try some...we are doing taste test.

My inner monologue: Where is the water?

Me: Where is the water? Where do people taste said water? You have samples?

Her: No. But i'm here everyday. So you can stop by and get some later. Can I give you my contact info so you can call me later and we can set something up?

Me: Oh. I guess, um...sure! Let me have your business card and I will tell people that I know who love drinking bottled water to give you a call

Her: Well...I have no business cards. But here is my contact info. Do you mind if I get your info too? I like to know who is calling me.

Me: No. I don't like giving out my number to strangers. Sorry! But give me your info.

After she gave me her number and walked away, I wanted to "laugh out loud" but I couldn't cause that would be rude. I later saw her again while reading a magazine and was able to take a quick snap of her.

So. How random was that? If you said completely then you are correct.

Here is a picture of the lady. She's rounding the corner of the magazine shelf wearing a white shirt.