Others were offended when I Tweeted — after having to take a crappy table to avoid having to listen to a perpetrator — that not much looks sadder than a woman eating dinner alone while yapping on her cellphone. It’s not sexist simply because you don’t often see guys trying to prove they have friends in public; they just eat and run. With women, you think: Couldn’t you talk someone into coming out and listening in person? And: Do you have any idea how disgusting it is to listen to someone chewing on the phone? Which brings me back to one of my favorite New Yorker cartoons, of the two angels up in heaven and one saying: “Wish I’d brought a magazine.” Even People solo would be so much less pathetic than the aural charade.