Monday, August 13, 2012

On grabbing a bite at the food court or counter


In the Silverdale food court I can smell my way to the sticky buns, which are handed to me in a paper bag, walk just to the right and order a large coffee, which is handed to me with a lid securely in place, turn around and walk until I reach the first of many scattered tables. 
If the chair I bump into has a body in it, the body usually says something like, "This chair is taken", or "Watch it bud!"  That person usually tells me where to go...I mean, where a vacant seat is.  With the exception of sticky buns and coffee, food courts should be banned to the far side of the Moon. 
 
Carl Jarvis
 

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