Yesterday, Rob and I ventured out for a bit of shopping. We had planned to make an afternoon of it, so when we first went out, we stopped at this little diner for some lunch. Which was good by the way — Rob had a hot chicken sandwich and I had a club sandwich and it was all very tasty. Now, the weird part.
Rob and I sat at a 4-person table since when we first got there, it was the only table available. Of course 3 minutes after we got there, after the waitress had taken our order, the rest of the place basically cleared out (well, not the WHOLE rest of the place, but quite a few other tables became available. You’ll see how this signifies in a moment, please be patient).
So. we’re sitting with our food, when this couple comes and sits at the table next to ours even though there were plenty of other free tables around that weren’t next to anyone else (check out the diagram I made! I worked hard on that thing~!). The man takes the lady’s coat (I’m assuming she’s his wife) which is very polite. Then he lays it on the chair at our table next to me. His coat too. A couple of bags. Have I mentioned there’s a coat rack like… half an inch away from them, on the other side of their table? Next, he takes their little condiment caddy thing (that sounds so strange) and puts it on our table.
The whole time, neither of them looks at us. Neither of them says “do you mind if we put our things here?”… nothing. Not that we’d have said no, but you’d think they’d at least ask. The best part was that they kept *using* their condiments, so kept having to reach over to our table to, say, get their ketchup. And despite how I may have drawn it their table was quite large enough to hold their ketchup, salt, and pepper AND their plates without causing some kind of warp in the space-time continuum. They also got things out of their coats a couple of times.
So, that was just random and weird. And then we didn’t end up doing any of our shopping except for a quick jaunt through the auto accessories department for new windshield wipers. How’s your weekend?
You’ve got the right word… “bizarre” covers it nicely. That’s insane. Why put their condiments on your table but keep using them? I’m stunned by that more than any of it. People are weird.
That is odd. I really get itchy if people sit too close in a movie theatre.
This weekend, I survived my first slumber party as Mom. I learned that it is much more fun to stay up past midnight being silly or being stupid vs. being responsible. And slumber parties destroy your clean house quicker than say a kegger. At least that is what I remember. With age comes wisdom.
Whats weird is that you just went about with your business and didn’t say anything. Of course you are prob MUCH nicer than me. I’d have said “excuse me do you not see us here” or some other smart ass comment. lol
And I am with the movie theatre comment – we always have issues – basically empty theatre and someone with popcorn and loud bags to eat from have to sit right by us – COME ON PEOPLE. lol