For lunch today (Well, breakfast, really -if you want to get technical) I had sushi at the bar at Crave and watched sharks on the TV. It’s Shark Week on the Discovery Channel.
In addition to my usual cucumber salad and miso soup I decided to go with a nigiri salmon theme today. Sake, smoked salmon, seared salmon and salmon roe. Here’s a closeup (right) of my samplings. —–>
As a single woman at the bar at Crave, it’s important to watch out for two things: the young, overly-enthusiastic, looking-to-get-laid waiters. And the married in-a-mid-life-crisis Ford engineers. The former will fish for a opportunity and the latter will mack on you in between bites of their mackerel. Both will try to get into your physical space. Which really tests my patience when I’m trying to enjoy a meal in peace and solitude. I try my best to keep my gaze fixed on the TV and avoid eye contact.
I munched on my salmon today and learned a lot about sharks at the same time. I learned that shark attacks on humans are relatively rare. A shark is ultimately not so interested in humans. A shark knows that a human is not a tasty tuna or a salmon or a mackerel, and subsequently has no need to attack a human – unless the human is harrassing the shark or getting into the shark’s personal space.
(Sharks, the narrator explained, don’t have a very high patience level.)
As I ate my salmon today I felt a sense of cameraderie with the sharks. They won’t bite your head off unless you get into their space. They just want to swim around and eat their fishy lunch. Without having their space invaded and without being harrassed by the pushy humans. I can relate.
