You were Joe, and Joe was you.

You went to a bookstore and you saw this really attractive man looking at English Literature books, and you thought he was attractive. Your thoughts: "Wow, he's really attractive, and he's looking at English Literature. I wonder why he's interested in Literature." You then noticed that he was looking at you "Oh my god, shoes! Yep, I'm tying my shoes, not looking at you, you gorgeous, smart, lovely person." I bend down to tie my shoes, and he walks over

Him: need some help there?