1. O'Hare Terminal 1, Concourse C, Berghoff bar, 6:15 CST
  2. After an accidental hover, I get the last stool.
  3. A disappointed but amicable Michael Chiklis-looking dude claims the standing space next to me.
  4. Lady at a table near us: "Are you together? You can have my table."
  5. Him: "No."
  6. Me: "Thanks, but I don't care to know this guy."
  7. All laugh, a little awkwardly.
  8. Him: "Ditto. I just want to fucking get home."
  9. Me: "Besides, what would we talk about? Looking alike?"
  10. Him: [raises glass]