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NEDESAPIO

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Re: May I have a different table, please?
« Reply #45 on: January 10, 2007, 12:25:49 PM »
Whenever my father goes into a restaurant he asks for a booth, and I've come to prefer booths, too.  Other than that, I absoloutely hate being seated next to large groups of loud people or families with noisy kids. 

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Re: May I have a different table, please?
« Reply #46 on: January 10, 2007, 05:05:41 PM »
It really makes me feel less weird to hear how many of us prefer to sit with our backs to the wall. When I was first dating my husband and I asked to sit facing the door, he said, "What, are you in the mob?" He's used to me now.
I've heard it called the gunfighter' or gunslinger's seat.  I don't know what it is, but the feeling of uneasiness is palpable to me.  I've thought to myself that I should get over it and make myself sit in any seat and not be quirky about it, but then I think, "Why should I?  I'm not hurting anyone and wouldn't be comfortable."

Ever since that guy in San Ysidro, CA shot up the McDonald's, I cannot sit with my back to the door.  That really, REALLY freaked me out.  I will make people trade if I have to!
"Dark and difficult times lie ahead, Harry.  We must all make a choice between what is right...and what is easy."
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Re: May I have a different table, please?
« Reply #47 on: January 10, 2007, 08:31:27 PM »
I'm the opposite.  I don't like to sit outdoors.  I tend to feel the cold if it's chilly and get overheated if it's warm (my thermostat seems off in that way).  I also don't like to compete with insects for my meal and for some reason when we've eaten outdoors the restaurant doesn't seem to be doing anything to ward them off.  

They could install some of those bug zappers.

I used to work in a restaurant and the owner wasn't very nice. The place had a big patio and one night, I had just served a glass of wine to a customer when there was a gust of wind that knocked the parasol off the table and knocked his wine over. I cleaned the table and said I would get him another glass. The owner told me the customer would have to pay for both glasses as what had happened was one of those hazards of eating outside. I quit soon after.

On topic: I really don't like sitting at the bar or the counter.