Socialite

Something strange has been occurring in the cosmos and I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. For some reason, random strangers have decided that I look like someone who they really need to interact with. In the last three days, two different people have sat near me and struck up random conversations when I was clearly doing something else. The first occurred on my trip home from NM (a different post will come after I process that one a little more.) I had a whole row of three seats all to myself. It was a glorious moment in the realm of cheap flights. So I took full advantage and stretched my legs out while I did some processing of thoughts on my laptop. An older lady came up the aisle and practically sat on my feet. She didn't say anything. Didn't even look at me. She ordered a rum and just sat there drinking. So I kept writing. Then about 15 minutes later (I think she'd had enough rum to be social by then), she struck up a conversation with me, even though I had headphones on and was staring at my computer. She proceeded to tell me all about her trip to Cancun and how she wasn't looking forward to going back to Canada and work. She's from Vancouver. Then she continued to talk my ear off for the duration of the flight. THen she left and that was that. I thought...Wow, that was really wierd.
Then today I was sitting in one of the many eating areas on campus and a young lady asks if she can sit with me because of how crowded the area was. I had my headphones on and was doing a Sudoku puzzle. I said sure and she sat down and preceeded to ignore her lunch and talk to me. Her opening question was..."So, are you a freshman?" That's when you know it's gonna be a good conversation. Conversations that start like this always end up with the other person being very embarrassed when I tell them, "Actually I'm a senior, I'm 25, and I've been married for 4 years." Apparently I only look like I'm 19. So she talked my ear off for the next 45 min. I just don't know what is going on. I keep checking in the mirror to see if maybe I have "Socialite" written across my forhead, but I don't. I don't really mind that people strike up random conversations, but it's just strange to have it happen twice in three days, when it rarely happens at all to me. Like I said before, I think there's something amiss in the cosmos.