Headphones
To quote the immortal Jules, “I was just sitting here, eating my muffin, drinking my coffee, when I had what alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity.” Unfortunately my moment of clarity involved being disturbed, quite rudely, from my muffin and coffee. Or in this case, Pepsi and sandwich.
The clarity in question is that headphones are in my view a universal sign of “go away”. If they’re not, they should be. Red means stop, green means go and headphones mean leave me the fuck alone. If I’m eating lunch, engrossed in a newspaper and listening to assorted musics it is a good bet that I do not want to be disturbed by some clown wanting to make a comment about the weather. No one wants to hear about the weather in the first place anyways.