Why We Put Our Napkins In Our Laps

Back when I was a kid, my parents made sure to keep me attentive to my manners. I fought them on one of their teachings. I didn’t see the sense in putting my napkin in my lap.

It seemed to me that if the napkin was on the table, it would be easier to see. I’m a visual kind of guy, so I still believe that, but… Read the rest of this entry »

Cookies for breakfast, rage, my bagel and me

A bagel

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As I mentioned in the Banana In Your Pocket post, part of my routine on work mornings is to stop by a particular bagel shop and grab breakfast to go. I like the people who work there as well as the cast of characters who are the other regular customers. Occasionally, the bagel shop is also a source of strange encounters with people.

So There I Was, Minding My Own Business

Recently I was in line to place my order at the bagel shop. A mother and her young son were in front of me. It was pretty early and I was still a little dazed. I was daydreaming a bit when I heard the mother say “why don’t you ask him?” Read the rest of this entry »