This, for example, is why the fine sport of frozen-turkey bowling is frowned upon in grocery stores during business hours; it goes against the social context. As you might imagine, the social context is pretty, well, contextual.
At most bars and clubs, the social context is that it’s a place where people meeting and approaching strangers that any random woman would be open to being approached.
In practice, however, you have better odds navigating an asteroid field in a busted-ass Corellian freighter.
Sometimes it means that they want something to occupy their minds during their runs or their commutes.
Other times, it’s because they prefer to put a But to Bacon – and the random /r9k/ gentleman earlier – headphones are less of a “do not disturb” sign and more of an inconvenient roadblock for their penis.
Or for guys to present women with pics of their junk like a cat dropping off a dead bird.
Or, for that matter, the belief that you should be getting in a woman’s face and waving at her to force her to notice you.
See, part of the social context is that just because you’re open to behavior in one place doesn’t mean you’re open to it true if, say, she has social anxiety or gets flustered or anxious talking to people. The beauty of meeting a charming stranger on the bus?
Ask yourself this: where have you made most of your friends?
At the same time, there’re restaurants where you’re there to shovel your food in your face and get the hell out.