"Short order restaurants are my favorite spots to unstress and relax..."

Many times I go out to eat alone and write my thoughts down, short order restaurants are my favorite spots to blog and write.

People see me sitting alone and feel I want company ,sit down next to me and start asking me dumb questions. "what are you doing?" My response is, "what's it like I'm doing?" I'm writing, and finishing my coffee because this is when I am the most creative with a pen.

They continue to ask me more idiotic questions and start eating with their mouth open and trying to talk with food in it, smacking their lips, licking their fingers and belching.

Finally I excuse myself and go to the restroom because I am grossed out and just cannot concentrate, I came to unstress, not stress, plus I actually had to urinate.

I get back and they are still there, I kindly thank them for this material you just read. They seemed to have settled down and are now quiet and reading the local paper as I start humming Tiny Bubbles out of tune, they give me stink eye, and all I can do is smile back,smack my  lips, lick my fingers and belch.