I also prefer the quieter table, but your observation about motive troubles me.

Klein’s corner?

Make your dinner gathering diverse in age and report back.

Wednesday night I was seated by the window with my group at a restaurant on Ninth. My first thoughts were, "Nice but are we going to be caught in any crossfire or in the way of a rogue vehicle!" Sad but true thoughts in these crazy times. Dinner was wonderful though and my out of town guests enjoyed the busy city view.

But you’re a beauty...

Interesting, I'll have to pay more attention to where I'm seated at restaurants in the future.

Wow - I never even considered that. But ..... in true Jackie Mason style - I NEVER take the first table offered.

But you’re beautiful too...

An advantage of aging is knowing the definition of "invidious" without looking it up on a "device".

I still think you should focus on the positive aspects: you are here and able to enjoy dinner with family and friends. Never mind the restaurant's motives - they're just a business trying to be successful.

The use of the word Ma'am!!! It drives me crazy. I'm too young-mentally-to be called Ma'am.

I’m picky about tables. Paul always stands back and let’s me survey the room before I make my choice. Lol

Definitely something to look at next time we go out.

I’ll make a mental note

The benefit of not getting to read a blog until later in the day is that you also get to read other people's thoughts and comments in response. I also never actually took note of where I was seated, but will do so out of curiosity. I am not bothered by how someone addresses me, the not so subtle changes that are sometimes like a "gut punch" are more physical ones. I think most of us see ourselves as that person who exists in our mind's eye---and in that space I remain ageless.

Interesting observation, Fred. I will be paying attention and I won't be shy about it either.

Now I....had the time of my life...

Traveled to a far corner ? Who's zoomin' who Derf . Take control . Walk in like you own the place . Body language exudes confidence and prestige . Show em your 18 inch biceps . Or I will . That being said Diane walks in first , shows her badge and sits where she wants to . I follow shortly and ask the Maitre De " have you seen my wife ?" Why yes SIR he says ..... She's right over there at our most prestigious table . The one reserved for our VIP guests . Why she's already ordering the wine Sir . I sidle over . Hang up my Stetson and my rig and order three fingers of Pikesville Rye neat . Diane has already placed our orders . I'm having the Cowboy Ribeye . Rare . The sheriff is having a dozen Bluepoints and a bottle of Veuve Cliquot Ponsardin Brut to share . We are both dressed in black and we are tan . So Derf if you don't want to get traveled to a far corner . THIS is how you enter a restaurant .

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