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Something In The Air
March 10, 2006

Where is Miss Manners when you need her.


Have we as a society become so relaxed and casual about things that we have totally lost all sense decorum?


Now, I certainly don't walk around in white gloves all day smacking hands with rulers and checking for posture. But where I come from we have some basic rules about public behavior. No nose picking (Heads up, Howard), no flatulence, no innapropriate scratching and no burping. Though, as far as burping is concerned, accidents do happen.


So when these things happen in my presence and are of an intentional nature, I find myself full of many emotions. Mostly those emotions run the range of shock to disgust back to shock, and on to completely disgusted.


So imagine how I am feeling right now after Sir Burps-A-Lot just left my office. He barely sat down to discuss his upcoming fundraiser when he let out a loud belch. Out of a desire not to make him feel utter embarassment I pretended not to notice and kept on with a seemless conversation.


But then he did it again. And I didn't sense any embarassment of any form or figure.


He was doing this on purpose.


The second belch wasn't as bad as the third belch, as the third belch actually stopped me mid-sentence, and forced me to look up to see if I could find any fleck of remorse in his eyes. But like the embarassment - it was just non-existant.


Who does this?


I mean, he was nicely dressed. His fingernails were impeccable. His hair washed, and he had a nice Ralph Lauren Polo smell to him.


But the man was a chronic belcher. And an unapologetic one, at that.


It was after the fourth belch that he felt the need to explain that he had just finished a lunch of roasted garlic chicken. Which, let's be honest, all of the belching left no room for curiosity - there was an unmistakable garlic 'tone' in the air. And apparently, "Garlic makes him gassy". My thoughts? Grab a Tums on the way to the car or stop at your local Wallgreen's for a nice box of Gas-X. Or here's something wild and crazy, how about we just skip the garlic all together. Or at least save it for a home-cooked meal where you and your family can have a nice 'burping for dollars' contest.


I mean seriously, people.

Seriously.

Posted by Foodwhore at March 10, 2006 02:28 PM

Oh lord ... what's up with some people? And why can't they at least look embarrassed when they do something like that? And how come so many of them seem to cross your path?

Posted by: Kt at March 11, 2006 02:41 AM

Why, WHY, WHY???!?!?

That is just gross.

Posted by: Barb at March 11, 2006 03:15 AM

ok, a nice "Excuse me" never hurt. And for crying out loud, they do NOT have to rattle the vocal cords on the way out- let's try a silent one, all together now...

Posted by: Tonja at March 11, 2006 06:14 AM

I have a firm belief that upon birthing a child you MUST read (and pass a test on) Emily Post's Book of Etiquette. This way, sooner or later, we will be living in a glorious world of manners. I'm sssooo sorry that you have to deal with these beautiful people.

Posted by: OMamaMia at March 11, 2006 07:30 AM

i'm so terribly, terribly sorry.

Posted by: sarahsaurus at March 11, 2006 06:38 PM

My daughter who is eleven, has digestive problems, always has. She knows enough to cover her mouth, and/or if its really "rumbly", excuse hereslf for a moment to the bathroom or another room. Having said that She is not a paragon of manners, . But you know you just keep trying your best. BTW, yes I am proud of my children.

Posted by: Mark Ferguson at March 12, 2006 09:09 AM

I completely agree -- my two housemates in college would just burp without apology ALL THE TIME. I would give them a hard time and try to explain how rude it was but they would just rattle off "'Tis better to burp and accept the shame than hold it in and bear the pain!" But that doesn't mean an "excuse me" wouldn't hurt. Also, the whole "pain" thing, I don't understand --- I can count on one hand the number of times I've burped in front of someone else and all three of those times I was entirely embarresed!

Posted by: BananaEsq at March 12, 2006 08:34 PM

Oh. My. God. That is simply foul, I don't know how you do it. The southern belle in me would have just DIED!

Posted by: Marianne at March 12, 2006 08:47 PM

I have to tell you that I love your blog. I am a server at an upscale restaurant and reading your posts helps me realize that it's not just me who thinks that most people are crazy and/or disgustingly rude. Thank you for making me laugh about things that I would normally poke my eyes out over. Top this: last week a man busted out his nail clippers and proceeded to clean out the gunk under his fingernails at the table with all the guests present. I tried not to slap his hand and gag.

Posted by: kelsi at March 13, 2006 11:59 AM

This is a guy thing - little boys try to out-gross each other with burping and farting then fall into giggles. The person in your office never grew up and learned that in polite society this is not done. Exception is when it is an accident then an "excuse me" is offered.

Posted by: maureen at March 13, 2006 12:21 PM

OK, we all burp but saying excuse me (or I say bless me because sometimes it does worry one when they come out so unceremoniously) is not so hard. You coulda tried a bit harder to make him feel like an ass.
Also: there is NO universal code of conduct. There never will be. It is unfortunate but there you are.

Posted by: dot at March 13, 2006 12:36 PM

There's a woman in my office who does that - and somehow, *somehow* I end up sitting next to her at EVERY SINGLE staff meeting. It's so gross! Especially the waft of air that follows.

Posted by: Kat at March 14, 2006 11:53 AM

He must have been expressing his gastronomic delight. Give me the introverted approach any day!

Posted by: Jennifer at March 14, 2006 08:43 PM

 
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