Alone! Oh no!
I worked at home yesterday. Usually it doesn’t bother me (what am I talking about? I LOVE it!) but I didn’t see anyone all day and didn’t have any calls, so I didn’t even speak to another human.
After walking the dog and walking myself (Goldie is up for shorter walks now, but anything over a mile is too much for her), I took myself out to a stylish cafe for a glass of wine, just to be where people are.
It was lovely, other than the bartender calling me “my dear” at the end of every single sentence. Once or twice is fine. I get it. You’re being friendly and charming. Every sentence? Starts to sound like a recording.
But the place was pretty and the Malbec was fine and the book I’m reading “The Creative Destruction of Medicine” blew my mind every few pages, so frequently I’d just have to sit there and let the neurons settle back into place.
The other day, Romenesko posted a screenshot from CNN with helpful tips for dining alone:
It made me laugh. Don’t worry, CNN! Some of us are Big, Brave People who can handle shoving food in our pie-holes even if we’re all by ourselves!
There was one time I did feel a little awkward dining by myself. I ordered a wine tasting flight with dinner and didn’t realize they would bring all 4 glasses at once. So, yeah – solo woman, dinner, four glasses of wine. It had “drunken spinster” written all over it.
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PS I hate those straight-across bangs. Hideous. Unless you’re as cute as Zooey Deschanel, you shouldn’t attempt it.
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First off, drunken spinsters are hot. My mind instantly sees value there and would have me sauntering over to your lonely little table in no time. A solitary woman with four glasses of wine in front of her, especially one as cute as you, forget it. I’d be all over it. “Can I buy you another glass of wine?” “I couldn’t help but notice you were all alone and Twittering, do you watch CNN too?” As you well know, there are worse things than dining and drinking alone, like dining and drinking with somebody, my dear.
I just don’t even get this. I LOVE eating alone. Nobody to distract me from my food! And I like doing all the rest of the stuff you aren’t supposed to do by yourself alone, too.
I enjoy sitting at the bar and most the time it’s the easiest place to go because you don’t have to wait. Also, eating alone is easier then it looks.
It’s odd… because of my near-constant travel, I am forever dining alone. In fact, I’d say that MOST times I dine out, I’m alone. But never once has it bothered me. I don’t even think of it as some kind of bizarre situation that needs fixing until I see stuff like that screencap or see a television show that brings attention to it being “lonely” or “sad” or “uncomfortable” or whatever. Fortunately, I never buy into solo dining as a problem or I’d spend lot of nights going hungry!
Fine. Just walked to pier n back. How u?
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Drunk spinster if funnier than “old lady with all the cats”
I don’t mind dining out alone. Really. It just gets old after awhile, especially when you become a “regular” somewhere and can’t break up the usual routine.
Dining along, going to the movies alone, attending events alone. Not a superhuman strength kind of a deal…unless you’re a writer on a slow news day at CNN. There is almost nothing better than sitting at a bar with a good book and a good glass of wine.
I enjoy eating alone myself. I used to travel for work, and while I’d sometimes go out with co-workers, I really liked going out myself in a new town.