So Zoo comes home the other night and says, I think I really freaked out this woman on the train.
Now, Zoo always has train stories. A couple of weeks ago he IM’d me to let me know a pregnant woman almost threw up on him. Last week, it was sparks and fire coming out of the heat vent. So this could be anything.
Me: What did you do?
Zoo: Well, the woman sitting next to me was reading a romance. And so I said to her, oh, do you like to read romance and she was kind of like, sometimes. But I didn’t believe her – I think she thought I would make fun of her.
Me: (thinks that this is going downhill fast)
Zoo: So yeah, so I’m like, oh, my wife writes romance novels. And I gave her a bookmark.
Me: That old ratty one you keep reusing in whatever book you’re reading?
Zoo: No, I carry some of your new ones.
Me: Oh. What did she say?
Zoo: She just kind of took it. Looked freaked. Basically, I either made you a sale or lost you a sale.
Me: I don’t know if you should be my promo person. At least maybe not say that I’m related to you?
Zoo: Hey, at least I didn’t pass them out a Wake, like your mother did.
Me: You’ve got a point there.