I remember when going out to eat was a pleasure. People could sit across the table from each other, have a relaxing conversation and share a meal. You could linger for a bit, have a cup of coffee and even consider ordering dessert. It was a pleasurable experience that I looked forward to.
Now, it seems wherever I go, there are televisions blaring and, inexplicably, radios playing on top of it. People have to shout to be heard over the din. Metal, brick and other industrial surfaces make the sounds bounce back and forth at warp speed, their sole intention being to turn over tables quickly. They do their job well.
I wish I could turn the clock back to the time when going out to eat was pleasant.
ordering to go
longing for a mute button
life’s cacophony
