This evening I attended the Phi Alpha Delta charity ball. The seating for dinner was somewhat random; Spruce, Trish, Becky and I ended up sitting with just the four of us at a ten-person table because some others had not yet arrived. We were commenting on the fact that all the other tables were full.
Becky: Man, we're just the pathetic loser table.
Spruce: No, that's the pathetic loser table. [Motioning to a table behind us] There's only three guys there, they're all old, and no one seems to want to talk to them.
Emeric: That's the band.
Spruce: F***! Now I just feel worse.
Thankfully the others arrived shortly afterwards and we were not alone for much longer.
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