I was on the bus reading Twilight, by Elie Wiesel. A twenty-something girl sat next to me and peered over my shoulder.
Her: Ooh, I love Twilight! Most guys don’t like it, though.
Me: Different Twilight, I think. [I hold up the cover]
Her: Oh, wow, Stephanie Meyer should sue her for copying!
Me: Actually, this book came out fifteen years ago.
Her: Really? So, did, like, Stephanie Meyer copy her?
Me: Him. And it’s a completely different book.
Her: Does it have vampires?
Me: It’s about the Holocaust.
Her: Eww, why would you want to read about that?
Me: Excuse me, my stop is coming up.