Table Manners

It's kindda difficult to explain why I think of such odd things...but I do and that's the reason I have the statutory warning on my blog. One of the things that irritates me most is people with long legs sitting on the same table as me while eating. I would like to believe I am taller than the average Indian guy (5 ft 11 inches for me is taller than an average Indian guy, though I am sure the Punjabis will have a different opinion).

I think restaurants these days should have comfortable accomodation for tall people to be able to sit aaramse. By aaramse I dont mean you sit with your feet on someone else's chair. Almost always the table that you sit at is at the height where your knees will hit the table from underneath and so to avoid this discomfort, as you look into the eyes of your significant other with louuuuv, or try and avoid the eyes of your boss, you stretch your legs. Now they say that a person usually hangs around with other people similar to him/her. In my case this goes to the extreme level, I usually tend to hang around with people who are of similar stature as well (at least in terms of height if not anything else!). So now you have two tall people :), sitting at one uncomfortable table (alliteration???).

Ok now that I have built up the scenario, what happens next?? Duhh their legs are bound to hit each other and for me that is one of the most irritating things more so in monsoon...I hate anyone's leg touching me when I am eating (even if it happens to my gf, no footsie for me, not at the table at least...in a movie theatre perhaps!). Its one thing for legs to brush against each other and then move away as an immediate reaction, but what do you do about a pair of legs that surreptitiously find themselves on your side of the table, practically under your plate! And unfortunately I cant even turn to these people and say something like "Abe gende ke bacche, saale apne pair apne paas rakh", coz invariably these people turn out to be those 'old uncles' or 'you sister-in-laws aunt' or some obnoxious family friends!

It's one thing to sit at a small corner table and whisper sweet nothing's but I am more and more becoming a fan of large tables where you practically have to throw food across the table! A little inconvenience over the table is acceptable to the discomfort that otherwise I have to bear under the table!