More than one ex-girlfriend has made the classic dinnertime gripe that I'm not listening to her. To paraphrase Dana Gould, I maintain that this is due to her choice of subject matter: If she was discussing the role that snipers played in the battle of Stalingrad, I'd be more inclined to tune in than if she's asking me what I think Stacy's boss meant by sending that e-mail.
Furniture design can't address such problems—or can it? I'm reminded of a table I saw by the artist Frank Kunert, a German photographer who creates and shoots miniature interiors that offer wry social commentary:
Part of Jansen's dissertation on table manners, the Courtesy table is designed with a see-saw seat for two. Kinetic fun is besides the point: The purpose of the balanced seating is to prevent one diner from leaving the table before the other's finished. (As an unintended consequence, I think it'd also encourage you to date someone close to your own weight.)
I'm dumping you