Yes, there are best seats at a table. You can look at the waiters coming out the swinging door, the wall, a plant, the bathroom door. Or…you can look out at the view outside, the pretty restaurant.
Yeah, I get tired of looking at the wall. They position themselves to always have their backs to that.
They know what they’re doing. When we were in France, we went on a dinner cruise on the Seine. There were rows of tables where one side your back is to the windows, or you are looking out at the gorgeous view. They immediately grabbed the seats where they looked out.
But….there was a bright light shining down on them. She asked me if we wanted to trade, as if they were being gracious. No thank you!
DH always offers me the best seat when we’re together. I decline half the time, as I don’t think that’s fair. He also offer women we are going out with the one of the better seats. He never hogs it for himself.
Another time, about 15 years ago, 4 of us gals went to a show. Had dinner first. Again, 2 seats faced the wall of the trendy restaurant, 2 faced out to the nice restaurant. She immediately took one of the best seats and said “ I planned the evening , I’m taking this seat”.
But she does it Every Single Time, no matter who plans the night. She knows exactly what’s she doing. I feel like she’s waiting for me to say something. I know her. Her response will be, “oh….i didn’t realize! Sure. What’s important to me is the company”. Yeah, right.
Maybe I should say something instead of seething about her selfishness. But I hate confrontation.