Accosted, then photographed for Time Out New York

A few weeks ago, while waiting outside Diner to meet up with a few friends, I was approached by a woman saying she was doing a series for Time Out New York about "people at brunch." Today I decided to try to find that series.

I'm #24 in the series. I say a handful of boring/pretentious things I'd like to disown, including the words "celebratory" and "organic."

The interviewer, who came across as young, exuberant, and a little tone-deaf, had asked me if there was anyone at the bar that I was "scoping out." I spent the rest of the interview trying to explain my displeasure at that phrase, "scoping out." It sounds like what somebody would do at a club or something.

I mean, there were many interesting people there, some of whom I talked to and felt engaged and potentially attracted to, yes, of course. I can think of at least a few instances immediately (well, one). But no, there wasn't anybody I was "scoping out." Jesus.

The photographer seemed cool though. She took some pictures of me standing next to my bike that I thought I would probably like. But I don't think they ran them.