I had the weirdest conversation (although I doubt you can even call it that..) in the lift the other day. There was this girl who I vaguely know of and have probably never spoken to in my life, with me. About 4-5 years younger than me I would guess. Half the journey was made in silence and I could see out the corner of my eye, she was studying me.
Then she breaks the silence with
"What's your weight?"
Me: (incredulous) "What?!!"
Her: (slowly in case I was retarded evidently) "What's your weight?"
I was at a complete loss for words so I did the easiest thing and answered her question..
Me: "50kg"
Her: "Oh.. What's your height?"
Me: "Five seven.."
Her: "Oh.. What's your name?"
I'm looking her straight in the eye now and she has this unreadable smile on her face. I mean, are you kidding me? When did I sign up for this weird elevator interview?? I decided to see where this was going..
Me: "Malar"
Her: "And where do you stay?"
Me: "Meghnad"
She opened her mouth again, but the doors opened on her floor. So she looks back at me, says bye, and scuttles out - leaving me bewildered and not a little annoyed at her behavior.
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