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Thursday, August 09, 2007

Where Are Your Manners, Y'all???

Ok, it is time for a mini-tirade. Seriously, I need to know where the heck people's manners have gone. I realize I am no Emily Post, but you don't have to be incredibly smart to realize that most people behave, as QueenB would say, SWINE.

Would you like an example? If you have dinner plans with someone, and you do not show up, a TEXT message of apology will not suffice. I understand that things come up, but someone (me usually) has cleaned their house, been to the store, cooked, dressed the dog, and stressed over dessert. A phone call, preferably early in the day is tolerable.

Next rant, when someone does invite you for dinner or over to their house for cocktails or appetizers, it is proper to ask them over. I don't care if you aren't a great cook, just have wine and I won't give a shit if you serve me Easy Cheese. Well, I probably will but I will act like it is no big deal at the time, but inwardly I am rolling my eyes. Whatever, an A for effort.

Rant number 3, Thank you notes! I spent a chunk of my hard earned money that could have gone to shoes, or wine or dog clothes on your wedding, baby, or whatever. I at LEAST expect a nice, hand written thank you note. If you send me an email, do not expect a Christmas card. Not that you would actually notice, but it is my own way of standing up for my principles. Come to think of it, if you can not manage thank you notes, you more than likely can not manage Christmas cards. Whatever.

Rant number 4, NEVER and I mean never invite someone to a party (especially a shower where you suspect you are only being invited so you will bring a gift) where they know no one and then disappear. Now, Snake and I are good in social situations typically and can assimilate not matter how random the crowd. In this specific situation, both Snake and I attempted conversation with the other party guest repeatedly to no avail. After several attempts, I got into the wine while Snake scowled having been cursed with the label of designated driver. This leads me to my next point...

TRY to be social. Yes, sometimes people just suck and you don't feel like talking to them, I understand that. Yes, some people think that their toddler is the only toddler ever to grace the face of this good earth, or better yet you find yourself speaking to someone that insists on explaining the intricate world of Nascar to you. You deal, you smile, you be gracious and find the nearest bottle of wine.

Well, I have probably lost 90% of my readers at this point, but to the remaining .3333% of you: Just TRY to be gracious and polite. It won't kill you. Just ask yourself, would my Grandmother send an email as a thank you note? If so, your grandma is WAY ahead of the times and good for her. Ok, rant over. Love Y'all!

1 Comments:

  • At 8:19 PM, Blogger Emilia said…

    I am blogging now too, I love this post by the way. Hilarious!

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