weirdoes in the library

mths ago, while I was reading in a NZ library, a young blond sat on the couch next to me with a book in her hand. Minutes later, she started asking me wat I was reading, whether is it good, etc..... but not concentrating on the book in her hand.

today I was reading structural design book in auck library, a malaysian uncle (without any book with him) suddenly approached me n start asking where i m from, wat i was reading, wat was on the cover of the book, whether i have family or frens in NZ........

watz wrong wif this pple?? library issit where pple read books?? I'll soon reach my limit n tell these pple to get lost!!