Random Conversations in the Ladies Room

One thing I've discovered in life is that the Ladies Rooms are always the best places to hear / eavesdrop / contribute / get dragged in random conversations. Most of them are funny but they can also come in the funny-what-the-hell, funny-weird, weird-but-comfortable, funny-uncomfortable variety. You can enjoy all of it, but you should always, I repeat, ALWAYS stay clear from the weird-uncomfortable-and-gross Ladies Room conversations, trust me. Anyway, I am convinced that one of my purposes on Earth is to become a Ladies Room Conversation expert. Really. I have had and/or been subjected to so many weird Ladies Room conversations in my life that it was only fair to make it a separate tag on the blog and start reporting it. Um. Actually I've already reported one crazy incident in this post that still gets a lot of traffic (people love weird, I tell ya) Here is the recent one. Read it and tell me if there was anything more I could have done to help these girls - you know, for future references. Ladies Room, Metropolitan Mall, Gurgaon. Fat 16-something girl with short hair, looking at the mirror: "....and he asked me out. Just like that." Skinny 16-something girl, applying sparkle-pink lip color: "He's kidding with you, you know?" Fat 16-something girl with short hair, looking at the mirror: "Naw. He asked me out in front of Nick." Skinny 16-something girl, applying another coat of sparkle-pink lip color: "Duh. Nick is his best buddy. It's a joke. Or worse, it could be a bet. It's a bet, I'm sure." Fat 16-something girl with short hair, now looking at me: "Can it be a bet?" Me: "Sorry?" Skinny 16-something girl, now addressing me: "It totally is a bet, you know? You can't trust guys, right?" Me: "Erm..." Fat 16-something girl with short hair, now standing on my right, looking at me: "I think he's not kidding." Me: "Okay." Skinny 16-something girl, walking to the hand dryer on my left, looking at me: "Trust me. I have known him longer." Fat 16-something girl with short hair, to me in intimate, confiding tone: "She likes him too." Me: "Oh!" Skinny 16-something girl, to me: "She's kidding." Fat 16-something girl with short hair, to me: "I'm not. She likes him. She told me herself." Skinny 16-something girl, to me in an annoyed tone: "Oh please. That's history." Fat 16-something girl with short hair, to me in a whisper: "Two months back." Skinny 16-something girl, to me in a high pitch voice: "See? History." Me: "Um. I should go." Fat 16-something girl with short hair: "Toodles!" Skinny 16-something girl: "Later!"