|all the world's a dining room
||[May. 5th, 2015|07:30 am]
The Question Club
This morning I was in the waiting area of my car dealer's service center. It features a TV, magazines nobody wants to read, brochures for more car-related stuff they want to upsell to customers, an odiferous display of fresh new tires, and cookies.|
A guy was eating one of the cookies. It struck me that a place that smells like tires is not where I'd like to be enjoying a nice cookie. Home, a coffee shop, maybe my desk at work if I'm in too much of a hurry to take a coffee break, but not the car dealership with its charming soundtrack of tire-changing machinery and constantly ringing phones.
Are there places where other people are evidently okay with eating, but you're not?