The intriguing thing about table manners is that the rules only apply to a select group of people. I mean, how can you have table manners if you have no dinner table to begin? For those who eat and toss the dishes under their beds, this one’s (isn’t) for you.
Table manners are quite literally a lifesaver. Could save your career too if we’re keeping it a buck. Curbing the excesses of the widely publicized set of inaccurate rules, here’s a revised version you should strongly consider. Why you should take me seriously? I understand the science behind bowel movement and also, you are how you eat.
Talk excessively. The table is a good avenue to vent and air your views. It is also good to discuss matters arising.
Gottfried: Christine, are you ever going to finally get married?
Christine: (scowls) Why do you ask?
Gottfried: I’m kinda looking forward to having my room back, but you’re still single to stupor so…
The good thing though is that the parents are oblivious to the exchange because they’re both on the phone. Now your aunt is staring daggers at you. Bonding
Cough, sneeze and blow your nose liberally. Why use a napkin? What are the sleeves of your clothes useful for? Remember, a good sneeze is loud. Imagine sneezing and snot lands on the forehead of your host? That’s premium appreciation right there. If you have a runny nose and your eyes are burning, leaving the table for the bathroom is not advisable, wait it out!
Eat as much as you possibly can. Added bonuses for chewing loudly. How else will your host know you’re enjoying the food? A buffet is really an opportunity to see how much food you can balance on your plate. Losing your job because you have badly behaved during a lunchtime buffet at a company event is a really small price to pay. Priorities priorities!
Wear tight items of clothing. For an elated feeling that only comes when you loosen your belt and the food comes crashing down, tighten your belts! A police officer in the news was fighting for his life after he wolfed down a ton of food without freeing up his tummy. If only he buckled the belt tighter, who knows, maybe he’d have got his wish to see the white light at the end of the tunnel. Die doing what you love!
Get food stuck in your teeth. After dinner, you’ll most likely get bored quickly so the secret is to get as much food stuck in your teeth so you can be preoccupied with trying to remove it afterward. It’s good practice to open wide and have the person closest to you assess the situation. If a bone is stuck in your throat, it is imperative that you make a scene. Don’t die in silence.
At this point you’re an expert on table manners, believe me. And if you find yourself struggling with the 19 kinds of silverware available at a dinner table, there’s absolutely no shame in rolling up your sleeves and digging in with your fingers.
That’s home training.
You really are something… Wish you’d be that host of mine and have my snot fluttering your face. Bravo! Epic moment.. 😆🤣
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Ewwwww X 1000 😅
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Get dah feeling😆
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🙈🙈🙈
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Good God, I’m in shock
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hahaha
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Tell that to my mother about her mother that being my grandmother….I´m getting confused. Point being, my mother was born after the Spanish civil war, grandma and grandfather lived and fought during it. Mother was born dirt poor but if she was not at the “table” whatever they managed to use as table in some shed when it was breakfast, lunch and dinner and had bad manners she would get the slapping of a lifetime by my grandmother. Which translated for me, not that harsh but a good wack in the back of the head I would get as a kid for bad “table manners”. My grandmother saw them throw some trash to the ground… get ready mother cause grandma or grandpa would slap the bejesus out of you.( Thinking about it they were more environmentalist than the spoiled kids now a days) Manners are manners poor or rich. It´s all how you are raised.
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Wow, your experience is really something. Shame about getting hand-me-down whacks. Think of it as cultural heritage. You’re indeed right about the last part, manners are manners! Thanks for sharing 😁
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Forgot, the food if they had to eat that day. A lot of bread and my grandmother was a specialist at killing the chickens and the little poor rabbits they had in some dirt house in those times. My poor mother was confused as to why her little friends, being the cute bunnies, disappeared….. when she found out they where on her belly, she is still traumatize. I´ll send her to a shrink today now that I think of it.
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Haha I still can’t fathom how people have the heart to kill rabbits. These cute bunnies never did any wrong 😭
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It seems that at least my parents didn’t starve like many other people. But I still feel for the rabbits, their cute little bugs bunny’s.
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Plus I feel like they never see it coming. Unlike chickens who at least make an effort to run…
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I only know that grandma got the little cute bunnies by the neck, made a quick “wack wack!” sound, bunny dead, time to dismember it, cook it, and her kids had food for their bellies. She was grandma the serial killer rabit… the only thing they had and they were lucky
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I’m scared and drawn to her at the same time. Bless her
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