Eating in a public place with my son.
Starts out good. Sipping some water.
Eating a little bagel. Contemplating whether it tastes good.
Uh-oh. Guess not. We’re packing and attention to mom is fading fast.
Mom, this conversation is sooo lame, I’m falling out of the chair now.
And the date is over. I get the back of his head. The old guy leaving is more interesting than mommy…
The foregoing took place in the span of about 45 seconds.