Just an idea here. If I'm at a restaurant as a a one-top at a three-top table, I really don't mind if a two-top sits with me. I've paid my bill here, but I'm finishing off my drink. The couple waiting at the gate would like me to leave so they can sit. I can understand that, definitely, but I also don't want to rush my experience sitting here. After all, I have tinny jazz to listen to.
But, really, why couldn't they just sit here at my table? What would the harm be? That we have a couple of words of conversation?
That's how I ended up sitting here. Even though there was an empty three-top, a man was sitting at the table my himself and I barged in and asked if I could take up one of his empty chairs because I didn't want to short-change the business. He and I ended up having a pretty cool conversation, and I met a new friend.
To grow, humans need random interactions with other humans. We need the ability to get outside of ourselves. Simple innovations would yield tremendous results.
Striking down the mundane and dastardly while retaining a certain obscure turn of phrase, denoting something elusive yet concrete.
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That's what I like about eating on trains—you're always seated with enough people to fill out a four-person table. It's not for everybody, but I like meeting people.
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