Zander sat in the local restaurant waiting. He was glad the decision had been made to meet here; as the man was honestly a little tired of cafeteria food. This was one of those casual eating places, akin to Applebees or Olive Garden but not exactly a chain; though he had heard that another one of these places had opened about two towns over. Perfect atmosphere for many things but Zander was really just here to meet a friend and possibly discuss a few things.
A few people around him, at the bar, ordered drinks. He had a coffee, Zander rarely drank. The table would be ready in a few minutes but wasn’t yet. The TVs’ above the bar showed various sporting events; basketball, hockey….things that didn’t really interest him. Instead, he pulled out his cell phone and started going over various e-mails; one from his moms, a few from friends and a number from people needing tech help or tutoring.
Soon enough, the table was ready and , rather than possibly losing the table, he got seated, switched from coffee to a Coke and went back to reading his e-mails while he wanted for his dinner partner to arrive.