I’m not one of those guys who can stand and wait.
I can, however, sit and wait.
Over the past 10 years or so, I just don’t seem to be able to stand in line for anything, whether it’s while my wife looks for new clothing, or while we wait in line to get a ticket to the movies.
As I talk to other men in department stores, we all seem to think the same thing — where can we sit down?
I’ve always thought the smart clothing store is the one that provides some seating for the husbands. The malls understand this and provide plenty of seating.
When I can sit down, I tell my wife to take her time. “There’s no hurry,” I assure her when I can see a place to sit down and sip on a hot cup of coffee. I don’t expect to find coffee in a small dress shop, but in the mall there’s always a place to find coffee and even an oatmeal and raisin cookie to go with it. Sometimes I find a bonus: a newspaper or magazine someone left behind. Can it get any better than that?
It seems I’m not the only one in my age group looking for a place to rest my weary bones. In the last couple of weeks we’ve attended performances at the PCPA in Santa Maria, the Cohan Center on the Cal Poly campus and the Clark Center in Arroyo Grande. My wife and I always arrive early so I can grab a cup of coffee before the show starts. With coffee in hand, we quickly discover there are not enough benches, chairs or sofas to accommodate those of us who want to sit. This is especially true at the Poly venue. I’d like to see all three theaters put out some more seats.
In the various lobbies I see many people standing at tall round tables sipping wine or hot coffee. How comfortable can that be? Of course, maybe they are all in better shape than I am, which means the problem is with me and not them.
The other alternative to the shopping issue is for my wife to leave me at home. I know she worries about the time when she knows I’m sitting somewhere in the car or mall. The operative word here is “sitting.” I constantly reassure her that if I’m sitting, I’ll wait forever.