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Diner with a row of booths. Someone at one booth talks directly over my booth to someone in another booth. Especially when one booth is populated with members of the DPC (dead pecker club) who are hard of hearing to start with.
I usually get it to stop by telling my wife (fairly loudly), "Don't you just hate it when people yell over you when you are eating breakfast?"
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