Lisa Lewis’ post in The New York Times’ City Room blog yesterday brought up a familiar complaint about the social aspect of ereaders—namely, that there isn’t much of one, unless you want to talk about the gadget itself.
It wasn’t the first time I’d flirted my way into a Saturday night date with a simple phrase: “I love that book.” […] I had one good pickup line, and e-readers ruined it. I can no longer hit on a handsome man on a long commute by asking about his book — because I can’t see it. […] I promise there is nothing flattering about me awkwardly straining my un-swanlike neck toward a cute guy’s Kindle to guess what he’s eyeing.
Although not a new observation, it’s still interesting to read Lewis’ post—which is more romantic and less crotchety than you might expect—and compare it with the more utilitarian reasons people gave for loving their ereaders in last weekend’s USAToday article.
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So, now she’ll have to struggle through meeting members of the opposite sex… like men have to? Poor baby…
Finally, those of us interested in reading and not interested in chatting can be left alone to read our books. Those who prefer to socialize rather than read are welcome to pick up a print book and flaunt the cover all they like.
So what’s wrong with asking him about his Kindle?