My high school boyfriend’s mom took us out to dinner at a Japanese place. I’d never had teriyaki and didn’t like broccoli, but I tried the broccoli and it slipped off my fork (I didn’t even try chopsticks), fell down my white sweater, and into my lap. We dated for another year and his mom was always lovely to me. That grace is the important civilizing detail. I’m sorry that boy had not learned that! |
I know someone from another country who went to deposit her check at the bank drive thru. After she pushed the button to send the tube she would drive away. Didn’t know she was supposed to wait for her receipt! |
Yes it is polite and appropriate even if declined. |
I’ve seen plenty of neighborhoods, mostly well to do ones that are completely dark. The lights have automatic sensors |
Huh? |
Like a little pitcher/personal bidet? I think one of the most civilizing things is to try to fit in where you are and make do. We had a houseguest try a personal bidet in our bathroom and soaked the entire floor. It was not a wet room, and leaked down to the cieling below |
I never used a washcloth until I got to college. |
LOL. That’s me. It’s like looking directly at the sun. My young adult kids want to sit at the table like we’re in an operating theater. In the evening it’s so tiring to sit in a room with overhead lights that are on or aren’t dimmed. I feel like a hostage at dinner parties when the hosts do that. I put dimmers on everything, have sconces and lamps everywhere. There’s a house down the street that has full-on daylight tint bulbs on full in their entire house, I shudder and think they must be CIA ops torturing people. |
Not to mention, migrating birds. We live in Maine, where nobody has those lights on at night, particularly during migration season. The state supports this. https://www.audubon.org/our-work/cities-and-towns/lights-out |
Yes they’re Turkish |
The only thing I can think of is that I put all my jeans in the dryer in college and couldn't understand why they came out wrinkled. My mom saw me do it and said, you need to let them fluff. So, less clothing in dryer.
My husband - grew up in a hoarding household and they all sat on their beds to eat. His table manners are atrocious. He wipes the plate with his finger and then licks his finger, among many other things. |
I wasn't taught normal small social etiquette things. How to set a table. Bringing hostess gifts or a nice food item to share. How to be a good conversationalist. My mom also lacked emotional maturity and I never developed good skills in that vein either. I am working on it but old habits die hard and I still struggle. |
I ate the shrimp cocktail for the first time on a first date. I ate the shells and claimed I like it. |
I had a parakeet as a child and she was never let out of her cage. We just didn’t know any better. She was a sweet bird too, I still feel awful about sometimes.
I didn’t have a dog, but growing up NO ONE in my neighborhood walked their dog. People just let their dog run out to the front yard to do their business and then brought the dog back inside. I have a retired couple neighbor now with a fairly large dog that I never see being walked and I just shake my head. |
LOL Operating Theater! I am apparently an operating theater fan. I also like junior mints. |