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You really turn my pages

We've talked about judging a date by his book collection before, but Miss Nancy over at Read Street mentions the flirting fake-out:
For instance, a couple of weeks ago, I was standing in line at Chipotle (no, they're not paying me for product placement, but maybe they should -- in burritos) and I noticed the guy behind me had one of my favorite books in his hand. So I blurted out, "Hey, great book!" And the guy gives me an "are you seriously hitting on me with that line" look. I turned back to my burrito in shame.
Personal interaction is so hard sometimes. Sometimes you really are interested in their book or their shoes or their magazine, not them. Anyhoo, she's taking calls for other book-related slip-ups. Surely she's not the only one -- go share your stories over there and enjoy the book-themed love song.

And I'll take the rest -- anyone experienced the flirting fake-out before?

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Maryann James, an (often) single twenty-something and Baltimore Sun copy editor, is on the prowl for the best stories from Baltimore's dating scene.
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