So I'm out of town on business right now. I head down to the restaurant in my hotel for dinner, and opt to eat on the pub side, instead of the restaurant side. I'm on my own. Since I do a fair bit of travelling and have to eat the occasional meal solo, I have a newspaper with me so I don't spend the meal staring into space (The Economist works well too).
Anyhow, the basement pub is empty, and I wander into a completely unoccupied ante-room, and so I sit down at a table in the middle of the room, facing a large screen TV which is playing MuchMoreMusic, with the volume off. I order a pint, open my paper, and lo and behold another guy walks in and sits two tables away from me, in a corner table, facing me directly. He has no paper of his own, is alone, and is sitting directly in my line of sight. FUCK OFF. Don't do that. Ever. Its freaking weird.
Now, this guy is 50-ish, dressed like a normal middle-class Canadian, is wearing a wedding band, talks without a lisp, basically seems like a normal dad who's out of town for whatever reason and has gone to the hotel bar for dinner. But, come on. He's just sitting there, staring into space, directly in my line of sight. Its like when you go into a booth at a restaurant, with your back to the wall, and someone else comes in alone and sits two booths down, facing you, instead of facing the same direction as you.
Anyhow, when you are out for a meal on your own, JUST DON'T DO THAT. EVER. Its freaking weird.
Anyhow, the basement pub is empty, and I wander into a completely unoccupied ante-room, and so I sit down at a table in the middle of the room, facing a large screen TV which is playing MuchMoreMusic, with the volume off. I order a pint, open my paper, and lo and behold another guy walks in and sits two tables away from me, in a corner table, facing me directly. He has no paper of his own, is alone, and is sitting directly in my line of sight. FUCK OFF. Don't do that. Ever. Its freaking weird.
Now, this guy is 50-ish, dressed like a normal middle-class Canadian, is wearing a wedding band, talks without a lisp, basically seems like a normal dad who's out of town for whatever reason and has gone to the hotel bar for dinner. But, come on. He's just sitting there, staring into space, directly in my line of sight. Its like when you go into a booth at a restaurant, with your back to the wall, and someone else comes in alone and sits two booths down, facing you, instead of facing the same direction as you.
Anyhow, when you are out for a meal on your own, JUST DON'T DO THAT. EVER. Its freaking weird.
