Unfiltered Story #28082

(My small state college remodeled their cafeteria about a year before this happened. All the tables were “upgraded” to smaller, wobblier tables, including these tall, spindly cafe tables with less surface area than some of the classroom desks. For reasons unknown, some of my friends just LOVE these cafe tables. On this occasion, two friends and I are trying to find seating for us and a few other people who went through different food lines.)

Friend #1: How about we sit here? *points to the nearest cafe table*

Me: Are you sure we’re all gonna fit?

Friend #2: it looks like the next table’s about to leave, so we can pull that one over.

Friend #1: *drags over two more tall chairs* And we’ve got seats!

Me: Okay… Wait, didn’t you say earlier that [Friend #3] was sitting with us, too?

Friend #1: Yeah…?

Me: *points to a guy in a wheelchair, at the soda fountains* THAT [Friend #3’s Name]?

Friend #2: *points across the room* Hey, look, that big table’s free now!