Etiquette question
Here’s a question. If you see a man wearing his napkin as a bib at a non-seafood restaurant, should you assume he is an adult baby? I do. My guess is that the makeshift bib is a signal to other adult babies and nannies that this restaurant is diaper-friendly. Just thrown’ it out there.
[BTW, today’s link has been fixed.]
thank you for not posting the picture of the adult baby on this page. i don’t know if i could stand to look at it everytime i log on. btw doesn’t george w. eat every meal like this while laura makes him open for the choo-choo?
This bring back to mind a visual of a rather large man of Italian descent sitting at the end of a table dressed in an Hawaiian shirt with a large plastic bib/napkin cracking crab.
Nicely played sir, fore!
The changing table in that restaurant better be bolted to the wall real tight if it’s gonna hold a man-child that big.
Either that or a lower lip piercing that never quite healed up.
He could just be lactating and wears a napkin everywhere he goes as an absorption aid.
Uh, no it’s not a cue and I’ll thank you to not stare at me next time we’re dining together!
Well geez y’all, why go an’ waste a dern nice napkin when ya can use the tablecloth insted.
If you see a woman walk into your local Starbucks wearing a nothing but a plastic seafood bib, and order a half-caf Lobster Buscardo, should you assume she is a Zillagirl?
I do.
that’s just hella lame…..
He is an oaf, plain and simple, who does not possess even the most rudimentary level of social skills. I suspect he’s related to Flash…
Or, perhaps, a galoot.
Well, I didn’t realize that my ‘galoot’ish dining habits were under intense scrutiny and would cause such a large case of group hand-wringing. Fine. That’s the last time I eat at the high-faloootin’, hoidy-toidy, world-famous Royal Oak lah-dee-frikkin’-dah Starbucks. Next time I need a Vanilla Buscardo Cafe (Grande no less), I’ll take my money and my bib to Troy.
Annie,Babe, are you equating moi with an oaf? And that cretin is certainly not related to Yours Truly. I have a sterling reputation as a gourmand de jour at finer truck stops up and down the Atlantic coast.
Of course not! Now just get that silly little idea out of your head right now!
An unintentional buffoon?
Did he order a Sangrina to eat with meal? I’m thinking he ordered pasta with red sauce, and was wearing his cleanest white pocket T-shirt. Or his Sanjaya was Cheated T shirt.
there’s one way to find out: call him a bad boy. if he pouts, he’s a baby. then you dump
on him. 
What if he winks at you and crawls under your table to check your commando status?
if he winks, honey you run like hell…..God only knows it ain’t normal.
unlike he likes chilidogs.