Oh God no! I got invited to sit down with a table like that. I was treated to mansplaining, suggestions that homeless people should be rounded up and taken to the desert, open racism, and a cringeworthy collection of bushy, untrimmed nose hairs and eyebrows.

After that I decided I was a lesbian for the following two months.

If there's anything worse than one old man, it's a table full of them. There is a reason no women are there.