The glorifying of the newlyweds that begins at the wedding ceremony kicks up a notch at the reception. There, the distinction between the awesome wedded couple and everyone else is relentlessly telegraphed. Singles especially are singled out. In an essay, "It's a paired, paired, paired, paired world," Paul Jamieson described the Singles Table. It is "all the way in the back, right by the door to the kitchen" and "farthest away from the head table." In theory, a place near the kitchen door could mean super service, but that does not happen, either; "the guests at the Singles Table are invariably the last to get their Chilean sea bass with mango salsa." Single women are treated to an additional indignity, when they are asked to gather round for the bouquet toss. They are presumed to want to catch the wilted flowers, and to feel fortunate if they do. That's because, in the marriage mythology, the bouquet is a talisman signaling their imminent escape from the Singles Table to the place of honor. With both practices - seating the singles with each other, so that they, too, might meet someone and become coupled, and tossing the bouquet - the newlyweds say the same thing to their single guests: "We know you want to become married and special, just like us."