Today while sitting in my favorite spot at McDonalds, simultaneously drinking in the free WiFi along with a magnificent beverage, I was approached by a guy from one of the nearby tables.
"Can I ask you a question?" He said.
"I... guess so," I answered, hoping it wouldn't have anything to do with trigonometry or ebola.
He wanted to know how to get online; he and his wife were trying to use the WiFi but were having trouble connecting. I explained the process as well as I could, and he went back to sitting with his wife.
Awhile later, he got up to go to the bathroom. My table is right next to the bathrooms.
When he came out, I considered asking him if he was able to get the WiFi to work.
I ended up not asking.
It dawned on me that when you're a guy coming out of the bathroom, the last thing you want to hear is a stranger asking "So, did you get it to work all right?"
Sunday, November 30, 2014