Crowded and isolated
Is it possible to feel isolated in a crowded and noisy restaurant? I’m beginning to wonder.
I’m sitting here on a barstool at Buffalo Wild Wings and it sure feels that way. This guy to my right is talking to two women who have been here since 1:30 or so, yet he won’t say a word to me. Not that I mind. He’s a strange duck to begin with.
I feel like I’m taking up space. Someone could sit here. As much I would love to hang around with Lisa, Liz and Alex, maybe I’d be better off going back to the hotel and watching the LSU-North Carolina State game in my room where I can do so in peace and nobody will bother me.
In fact, that sounds like a good idea. I’m going to.
Louisiana native living in Kansas. New Orleans born, LSU graduate. I have Asperger’s Syndrome, one toe less than most humans, addictions to The Brady Bunch, Lifetime movies, Bluey, most sports, food and trivia. Big fan of Milwaukee Bucks, Milwaukee Brewers, New Orleans Saints, Montreal Canadiens. Was a big fan of Quebec Nordiques until they moved to Denver. My only celebrity crush is NFL official Sarah Thomas.
I strongly dislike LSU fans who think Alabama is its biggest rival, warm weather, steaks cooked more than rare, hot dogs with ketchup, restaurants without online ordering, ranch dressing, Donald Trump, Bernie Sanders, LeBron James, Michael Jordan, Tom Brady, Alex Ovechkin, Barry Bonds, Putin, his lover in Belarus, North Korean dictators, Venezuelan dictators, all NHL teams in the south (especially the Lightning and Panthers), Brooklyn Nets and Major League Soccer.
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