Today my lunch was ruined by a senior citizen who sat down opposite me - two tables away - and who wouldn't stop staring. I'm used to walking into cafés and restaurants by myself, sitting down and ordering something from the menu. I did so today and thoroughly enjoyed the fried herring in a butter and capers sauce.
Hadn't it been for the chap who shared every bit of my lunch I would have lingered much longer. From the salad through the fish main course to the cherry rum top with vanilla ice cream my lunch was not my own.
How odd. And annoying.
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