The Dance

I hate going out to eat at sit-down restaurants. It’s such an enormous waste of time.

It has a whole ritual and dance to it, it’s like ground hog day. 

You walk in and smile at the hostess and wait for your table.

Then you go to the table, sit down and look at the menus.

You put your napkin on your lap.

You chit chat with the waiter.

Theres an order of how things go.

First you order your appetizer – after you’ve decided if you want one or two.

Then you look at the list of drinks, but let’s get water too.

Why are we overcomplicating this? Why do humans overcomplicate everything they touch? Humans turn everything into a charade. Acting. They poison it.

“Let’s just order our appetizers first and then wait 15 minutes until we put the rest of our order in, the waiter will be back.”

He says his rehearsed lines, he retells his same jokes that seem to render him the best tips.

Let’s wait an hour for our food to be ready.

The waiter comes back and checks on us periodically, in measured amounts of time.

It’s all acting. It’s all rehearsed. It’s all formatted, formal, lifeless. DULL.

Nothing is new here. 

Now we decide if we are going to eat dessert. Oh great, that means we are going to waste an extra hour of our lives.

Why is everything done in an orderly fashion. 

It’s like we are eating off a spreadsheet.

Why is everything formatted and done in a sequence like an intentionally pointless computer program?

I could have gone to the kitchen and ate standing up – I’d have been done in 5 minutes.

Instead I’ve wasted 3 hours of my life socially dancing in a noisy room full of sleepwalking sapiens.


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