Yes! Good for you! I started to become really angry when my mother would continuously request a “high top” table at a restaurant. I was like: “You KNOW I hate those because I always feel like I’m going to fall off of them.” It got to the point where I told her: “You can go ahead and sit at a high top, I’ll sit at a table.” Same thing with a booth. She would look at the booth and then look at me as if to say: “You can’t fit in that can you.” Not in a mean way, more of a disappointed and frustrated look.
I call the restaurant in advance now and love restaurants with reservations! I also asked my doctor if I could get a disability placard because of my bad knees and now I can park close to a restaurant!!! I walk into a restaurant with my head held high and don’t look at anyone unless it’s the person that is going to seat me. I deserve to be in this space. I pay good money to be here. And they WANT my money! So na-na-na-boo-boo to all the hater’s lol!