Continuing on the theme of reflections of the recent Paris trip, we’ll connect this to yesterday by the fact that my wife and I were eating cassoulet at the time when it happened. Regardless, I have to wonder what that guy was doing with that office chair.
My wife and I had intended to go out to a highly lauded raclette restaurant near the Rambuteau metro station. The guy at the desk mumbled a little, but my wife said he either put the wait at two hours or ten. Neither would work, but she’d seen someone eating cassoulet at La Station Rambuteau we’d passed on the way. It was probably the second best cassoulet we’ve ever had, and not bad at about 12 Euros.
However, while we were eating we saw a man carrying a large black office chair down the street. I commented on it and my wife speculated that perhaps he was going to wait in a line to get in somewhere and didn’t like standing. As if to refute her, he immediately carried it down one of the sets of stairs into the Rambuteau metro station.
Who takes an office chair on the metro?
Perhaps he doesn’t like the metro seats, but an office chair seems a really ungainly thing to try to cart through the Paris metro system. There’s tons of stairs, sometimes not a great deal of room, and so on. Maybe he had to get the chair across town and he had no other way to transport it. Either way, all we could do was eat our cassoulet on the terrace of La Station Rambuteau and wonder.
It’s just kind of an odd thing that happened.