I *was* a popular lunch tabler

So, Keith told me to post when inspiration struck, but I’m ignoring his advice and posting (briefly) anyway. Mostly because I want to see how this post shows up.

However, as the title suggests, in school I *did* sit at the popular table. At least in high school. In college I started off sitting alone (reading philosophy—I’m like, so dreamy, right?) and then was asked to come join at another table. Albeit, this was not *the* popular lunch table, but it was way above the loser table.

So yeah. Take that!

This is only a test

Say the guy in the picture is coming towards us, wanting to sit at our popular table. He wants to be popular. He does have weed. And weed is popular… but does having weed make you popular?

What do you think? Remember there are no right and wrong answers. Well, there are, but when I say “no right or wrong answers” I really mean in the quantum sense of “there is no dead or living cat in Schroedinger’s box”. Just answer the friggin’ question. Don’t worry, he’s not really coming towards our table; this is just practice.

An exact copy of our “about” page (since you’ll never find it)

Welcome to the popular lunch table! Please stand at least four feet back, so no one gets the wrong idea. But otherwise, feel free to eavesdrop on our cool conversation. Maybe you can pick up a few pointers on how you too, one day, can be popular — not in our circle, mind you, but maybe in some lower, nerdier circle where you can lord over your sub-losers.

Oh, and if you’re thinking of asking that boring old question, “if this is the ‘popular’ table, then theoretically shouldn’t there be a lot more people here?” — yawnerz!! — if you’re so interested in numbers, and nerdy words like “theoretically”, then maybe you should eat in the math room?

Mind you, if you feel inclined to call us hypocrites for occasionally tossing out a vocab word or two — yes, we know what “hypocrite” means — point fingers at us all you want, but you’re comparing apples to oranges, ’cause remember, we’re popular. When we lay down the rules, we’re laying them down for you, not for us.

Well, better cut this short before anyone sees us talking to you.

Enjoy us!

The good seat

…is mine.