By saying that she violated one of the key precepts of cotillion which is that you are never supposed to insult others’ manners or call attention to them in any way. The rules of etiquette are there to make people feel comfortable because they understand what is expected. In fact one of the examples is what do you do as the host if someone drinks from the wrong glass? You go with it and lead by matching your guest. You do not call them out in any way. I am a liberal southerner who spent a lot of time as an expat because my parents were hippies and had to leave. I did send my kids to the local version of cotillion wherever we lived as it is good practice in social graces. But mentioning cotillion definitely makes people judge you. I find in southern settings we like a lot of detail in our stories- but in other areas I will cut out details like setting to avoid triggering prejudices. So for example, I might share a funny story about my 5th grader for the first time asking a boy to dance, but I will leave out that it was at my parents club for a cotillion ball. |
I don't care for excessively perky or dowdy and dour.
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Certainly not "most" but there definitely is a cadre that posts a prolific stream of those kinds of posts here. |
I did not say that I only love people who relocated to the north, you made it up and then judged me for the things you made up. I had an opportunity to travel to Georgia, North and South Carolina, New Orleans, and Alabama and to meet locals in those regions. As for the southern people I met in DC and NYC, I don't care why they left. A lot of them relocated for college, job opportunity, marriage. As an immigrant myself, it does not matter for me why people moved. It is more important what they bring with them. |
Ok I am a northerner and not a country club one and I can confidently say that in most circles leaning over the table and reaching is bad manners. You say, “excuse me, will you please pass me the bread?” And once it is passed, you say “thank you”. Back to the matter at hand. I don’t think ops problem is that she is southern, it’s that she is a grown adult still blabbering about her sorority and the country club. If the first thing I learn about someone from any area is that they were in a sorority and belong to a country club, I already know they’re not my kind of person. I’ll be nice of course but won’t be motivated to get to know you. I have a wonderful friend who is a southern transplant but they’re not a “country club southerner” and we have a lot in common to talk about. |
truth |
Nope, I have met a lot of nice and kind people here. |
You want a cookie |
No, actually I asked you a question. Have a lovely evening. |
I'm sorry, was everyone at the table supposed to look at each other in turn, say “excuse me, will you please pass me the bread?” and then all sit patiently, every one, waiting for something never to happen? Or did you miss that the items in question were in the middle of the large table, inaccessible unless someone did a reach into the middle and started them around along the perimeter -- i.e., exactly what PP stated she did? And then you corrected her? Is that right? |
DP here. With YOUR slant on it as if you have an axe to grind. |
All. The. Time! |
| We have country clubs here too, OP. |
The bread and other items were in the center of the table and it was a big table. It wasn't within reach for someone to simply pass it. One way or another, SOMEONE was going to have to lean in and get it. But nobody was, they were all just sitting there in awkward small talk, probably hoping they wouldn't have to be the one to lean in and get it. That's where rules of etiquette failed and where common sense and pragmatism prevailed. |
Oh. I missed that it was out of reach for the whole table. Ok then I don’t know what pp was supposed to have done, maybe OP can enlighten us since she had cotillion. |