Have you ever walked up to a table and realized there’s no seat for you? I have, and I know that feeling a little too well. I was a freshman in high school and had recently switched to a different lunch period. I remember telling myself it would be fine because I knew a few people in that lunch, but when I got there, there wasn’t a seat for me. No one moved over. No one offered me a chair. There were a few awkward comments—“Oh shoot,” “I didn’t know Tayler had this lunch”—and
