
Upper middle class. Even when we just visited my sister's family over Christmas, when we came over, we were entertained downstairs. Never once did my kids, my husband, or I find a need to go upstairs. If you are having a hard time understanding this, imagine, maybe (?): old movies like "Little Women" or "Gone With the Wind" -- when those people went socializing, they're was a prescribed place to go and things to do. They certainly were not like, "Oh, gee, I think I needa hanky. Maybe I can find one in Beth's drawers. I am sure Marmie won't mind. She is off taking care of the Hummel children anyway." (And, honestly, the Marches were poor. So I do not think it is a money thing. But, maybe an "old manners" thing.) |
I can see getting my own coat back if the host was not available to retrieve it for me. I didn't choose to put my belongings in that room and I actually do need my coat back. I can not see taking a phone call or nursing a baby in the host's master bedroom w/o their permission. You always ask. Always. |
Psst. There’s a newfangled invention called a lock. Use it if you want to keep your bedroom a secret hideaway. Other people like to have their homes used visited by family and friends. My kids and their friends go upstairs all the time. I would much rather have kids playing in my house than attached to a phone in isolation. |
I host a lot, actually, and all these scenarios have happened in my home. With a quick and quiet word from my polite friends. When my friends ask to nurse, I make sure they know which room has a rocking chair and a boppy in the closet, and which one has a window seat, whatever they prefer. My friends rarely take or make calls during a party, but when they do, they make eye contact and indicate upstairs, to which I mouth, "Of course." This is the way people behave in polite society. We never do, but if we were to put coats in a bedroom, we'd make sure everyone knew. As it is, we always make room in the downstairs coat closet before a party, and have standing coat rack in storage that we sometimes bring out for parties. |
Newsflash: different people do things differently. It happens when there are 7 billion people on a planet. |
Right, after being invited up by my kids (or me), my guests are more than welcome to go upstairs. No guest/kid guest has ever spent time on their phone at my house. How very odd. You must not be very entertaining, or you must have rude friends. |
It's just normal manners. I don't climb onto my host's dining room table and swing from their chandelier, either. |
What about one night stands? Booty calls? Mistresses? Pool boys? Do they get to go throughout the house and in your undie drawer? |
You must be over the age of 90 if no guest has ever spent time on their phone at your house. |
Well, when in Rome you do as the host says. If you are not absolutely positive that you have your host's permission to go into their private living quarters then you get permission before you go into their private living space. You can go out to your own car to take a phone call in privacy. |
If a nursing mom felt she needed my permission to find a quiet place in my house I would feel like she thought I was not a very welcoming person. |
+1 |
+1. Don’t you know any kids or adults with jobs? This might explain why your guests are the types who snoop through your underwear. |
Talking on your phone is not an excuse to invade your host's personal space. How ironic that you think you should be able to take your phone call in private while violating your host's personal space. |
NP. Isn't that great for you? I would think she was a normal, polite person. Which is generally the type of person I associate with. I nursed two babies, attended many events and holidays in people's homes with my babies, and never dreamed of entering a private room without speaking with my host or hostess first. Sometimes I was shown to a bedroom, sometimes a nursery, sometimes an office with a comfortable couch. Good thing I didn't presume and make a beeline to a bedroom when it turned out my host would rather have me use the private office. |