Hold all my calls I'm having lunch.

If you read my last post, you’ll know I’m kind of a people watcher, especially when visiting the local mall. The last two weekends I’ve visited the mall food court, a man, probably in his mid-fifties, is sitting at the same table he sat at previously. The reason is obvious when you watch him. The table is located right beside a large cement pillar with an electrical outlet installed. His laptop is connected to the outlet with his charging unit.

The gentleman appears to have set up a mobile office when you see what sits on the table. He has a laptop, a large pile of paperwork, a bottled drink and an article of clothing resting on it.  A large carrying bag for his computer sits beside him on a chair. He hunches over and is continually writing in his notes while only occasionally looking up.

While continuing to write with head remaining close to the table, he notices a woman sitting down at the smaller table located very close right behind him. A serious look of concern overtakes his face when he looks down at the floor and realizes the woman has set her rolling suitcase bag right on top of the wire connecting his laptop to the outlet. He stares at it for a moment, surely contemplating about saying something to the woman. He raises his head slowly but does not turn to look at her. Instead, he continues writing his notes with some relief that the situation is not critical.

I would have liked to see how it turned out, whether the woman or man left their table first and if there was a confrontation. However, I couldn’t stay as I had some business of my own to contend with.

Yes waiter, may I have a toothbrush?

In the food court at the mall, you can see people doing the same thing you are, that's right: watching other people. Besides being a spot to grab a quick and reasonably priced meal, it's a hub of activity and free entertainment. I don't know where you can find that combination anywhere else.

Let's take the lady who looked to be in her mid to late forties presumably sitting with her son and his wife and the couple's infant son. Finishing her meal, she reached into her purse and pulled out one of those small plastic dental floss tools and preceded to open her mouth and reach the deep recesses of her back molars. Thankfully it was a brief operation and done gracefully (yes, not intended as sarcasm). You might think she was finished with the dental hygiene cleansing but no, and followed up by delicately picking something out of her front teeth with her fingernail.

Moral of this post: there are some things you just don't need to watch.

Plenty of Flesh

Anyone who has joined a dating service knows how frustrating it can be to find the right match.  If you're on one, chances are you're having difficulty finding the right person in your day to day life. Probably doesn't get any easier online. So maybe it's time to lower your expectations. I have.

This new approach of listing what I've had for breakfast, lunch, and dinner in "My Interests" should catch the opposite sex's attention. Naturally, I'll keep you updated.

UPDATE: November 25, 2016. Seems women aren't interested in what I ate for breakfast. Lunch or dinner either. Time for a new approach. Sharing what I bought while grocery shopping should be a ringer! What woman can resist finding out more about a guy who actually does his own shopping? I'll keep you posted.