I hopped on the bus before 10:15 AM to head to a dining haunt I’ve not been to in several months. It’s fine to sit and work while grazing and relaxing.

The buffet was already bustling at 10:55 AM and I selected a table on the end of an aisle and sat facing the buffet tables. I’ve sat at this table before and knew to sit facing the traffic as folks using the chairs and that side of the table to steady themselves. It was slightly annoying to have folks invading my space, placing their hands on on my coat which was draped over one of the chairs.

While I cherished the aloneness, I was appalled by the number of children allowed to dart about the terribly crowded facility. And there was the doddering old grandpa who moved against the line of the buffet and growling at those “in his way.” He got to me and I refused to budge from my place near the green beans. “Are you going to let me pass?” I glared right back at him and quietly said, “if you haven’t noticed, you’re going the wrong way in this line.” He jerked his head back and said, “you’re going the wrong way.” I stood in place until he moved around me.

The amount of wasted food was incredible. One lady at a near by table complained about the prices but had several plates around their table that were still half filled and obviously set aside to not be eaten.

The staff and management could not have been kinder, nor worked harder. Bravo.