I sure wish I could enjoy a pleasant lunch full of noodly goodness without being distracted by rude people all over the place.

There are three types of people who annoyed me at the pho place today.

1. Guy who’s eating alone, but chooses to sit at a table for six so he can “spread out with the newspaper.” I can guess why he’s eating alone. Eventually, the place got so crowded, he was forced to share two seats with a mother and child, while he still occupied the space of four place settings. I left before the mother and child got their food, but I’m hoping the little boy splished noodle juice all over Mr. Considerate’s newspaper.

2. Group of dudes who sit and chat about football long after they’re done eating, despite the crowd of people waiting for an open seat. Makes me wonder if they’re rude because they like football, if they like football because they’re rude, or if there’s some third factor that contributes to both rudeness and football adoration.

3. Three people entering the restaurant while I’m trying to leave, but can’t seem to actually get all the way through the door. There’s a whole restaurant in there, folks! Plenty of room for standing! Move along! I can’t really get out while you’re shuffling around in the doorway!

That is all.