Table or booth?

Ok, so we went to Chili's for dinner on Sunday night. As we pulled in the parking lot, I asked him if we should sit in a table or in a booth. He said booth. Ok, booth it is. So we go into the restaurant and we sit in a booth. And we are comfortable. David asked me "do you have enough room?" I told him that "oh yeah, I am more than fine. Are you?" and he said "It's perfect". He smiled and he told me how happy that makes him. Being able to sit in a booth.

I guess all this booth sitting makes us feel NORMAL. It sucked when we would go to a restaurant and have to be the only party sitting at a table when there was lots of more private, and comfortable, booths available. I felt like we were on display: "LOOK AT US, WE ARE FAT AND CAN'T SIT IN THE BOOTHS LIKE THE REST OF YOU".

Well, no offense, tables - but we hate sitting at you. We prefer your cousin, the booth, anyday.