Tonight the husband and I went to a Borders that was closing *sniffle*. We found some interesting books, though the sale was kinda meh...
Anyway, there was a guy there who felt it was okay to butt into our conversation.
The first time, the husband was talking about something and the guy said something. I wasn't sure if he was talking to us or himself.
The second time, the husband mentioned thinking about getting the latest Feist book, and the guy started to say something as well, I think about the book. This time I knew he was butting in.
The third time, the husband was talking about the books he was interested in getting and wasn't sure about it, but maybe he'd get them later. This time the guy said "Yeah, like a library." I turned and gave him a death glare, to which he scurried off.
Seriously, if you want to talk to us, then talk to us. But butting into our conversation is guaranteed to either get you slapped or a good chewing out by me.
Anyway, there was a guy there who felt it was okay to butt into our conversation.
The first time, the husband was talking about something and the guy said something. I wasn't sure if he was talking to us or himself.
The second time, the husband mentioned thinking about getting the latest Feist book, and the guy started to say something as well, I think about the book. This time I knew he was butting in.
The third time, the husband was talking about the books he was interested in getting and wasn't sure about it, but maybe he'd get them later. This time the guy said "Yeah, like a library." I turned and gave him a death glare, to which he scurried off.
Seriously, if you want to talk to us, then talk to us. But butting into our conversation is guaranteed to either get you slapped or a good chewing out by me.
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