Among the Commoners

So the other day My dad and I went to a Restaurant called Golden Corral to strap on the feedbag. I have been to this restaurant many times before but I have never had this experience before. At first it was very pleasant and the hostess took us to our seat. We sat down and she took our drink order as usual. Then we got up, got some plates, and got ready to strap on the feedbag. We loaded up our plates and came back to the table. I didn't realize it before I left to get food but I noticed it now. There are a few different dining rooms in this particular golden corral. Our table was up against the wall the divided the different dining rooms. And for some reason someone decided that it would be a good idea to put windows in this dividing wall. Obviously, because I go there, not everyone that goes to the golden corral are white trash. Either that or I am oblivious to my white trash status. But when I want to have a white trash moment, and go stuff my face among the riffraff that so commonly frequent the Golden Corral, I don't want the commoners staring me in the face while they have half masticated cows rolling around in their mouths. Especially because there is only a half inch of glass separating me and the peasants. Next time I want to go out among the commoners I guess I will have to travel incognito.