Hello, awesome readers!
If you were around last Saturday, you know that I went out for breakfast and was “politely” told by the restaurant’s host that, “No, you cannot have a booth because YOU’RE BY YOURSELF AND PEOPLE WHO DINE ALONE ARE LESS IMPORTANT THAN NORMAL PEOPLE.”
I’m paraphrasing.
I was then seated at a table for four.
Apparently, my math is broken because this made no sense to me.
If you weren’t online last Saturday, let me bring you up to speed.
Conversation with host as I walked into a relatively empty breakfast restaurant:
Me: “I’d like a booth, please.”
Host: “Sure. For how many?”
Me (as I turned around to look at the non-existent mob of people behind me): “Just me.”
Host. “I’m sorry. I can’t give you a booth.”
Me: “Why not?”
Host: “Because booths are reserved for parties of two or more.”
Me: “But most of your booths are empty.”
Host: *Shrugs shoulders*
Just as badass Mona was about to tell the host to … *cough* … go do bad things to himself, a waitress walked by with a plate of bacon and my stomach grumbled.
That’s when more tolerant Mona chimed in with, “fine” and I was lead to a table for four.
So, here’s that math problem I need your help with:
Do two people REALLY equal a party?
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Hahaha! This made me laugh. I’m picturing a table for 4 with one person versus a booth that needs at least 2 butts in it. Hmmmm….
After reading your post, I am convince that in many cases, one person makes a party.
That’s long been documented as discrimination…
Next time show up with a bottle of wine and declare that you’re a party of one and would like a booth to celebrate. 🙂
Had to visit your blog, Moxie-dude because my three year old granddaughter’s name is Moxie, and I’m proud to say that she’s living up to the name already just like you are!
Love the breezy, fresh humor you bring to life. I hope you don’t mind me dropping in for a chuckle and a chat!
Beth
fellow wordsmith/book editor