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Mind Your Manners

First of all, I went dum-dum yesterday morning without my coffee and somehow restored the entire database of the site to 6 days ago. And naturally, lost everything since then. So I did do a blog every day for 365…and if you want to know about my weekend…Just ask me.

Now…moving on to today’s post.

I’ll be honest. I don’t have perfect manners and there are certain things that I am definitely lacking but respect for other’s property isn’t one of them. I might not know what every single fork is used for but I do have basic table manners.

As I was thinking about this post, it hit me that my mom wasn’t the one who taught me most of my manners…which might explain why she lacks them herself. I live in a house with my parents and my little brother. We’re people with different tastes when it comes to certain things and I’ve always respected people’s space and property. Unfortunately, the same can’t be said of my family…with the exception of my dad.

There are certain things that have been happening more and more that get on my nerves…

** If I buy a pint of special ice cream, you may ask me if you can have some, put it in a bowl and put the ice cream back in the freezer. You may not take it to your room and let a half a pint of ice cream melt and go bad because you’re lazy and then NOT tell me you did this so the next time I’m craving ice cream at 10 while watching a movie, I’ll be left hanging.

** You may use my shower even though you have a perfectly good bathroom yourself. You may not, however, throw out my razors…brand new razors because you were ‘cleaning’.

** You also may not leave your clothes on the floor of my bathroom…

** Or brush your hair and not fully clean it up.

** If you run out of perfume, you may ask to use mine once or twice. You may not, however, take the whole bottle and finish it in two days, and then proceed as if you didn’t use it all and refuse to replace it. A 30 oz bottle lasts me a year. You just finished it in 3 days.

** I realize that I’m really the only person that drinks milk in the house so I usually buy it. However, if you’re going to use it, finish the gallon…please tell me so that I may buy some on my way home. I drink a glass EVERY NIGHT and you know this. Don’t be a cuntbag.

** If I tell you that I’m saving something, put it in a drawer in front of everyone and tell you PLEASE DON’T THROW THIS OUT…and when I look for it, it’s gone…don’t fucking deny it and turn it around on me. You threw it out and everyone knows it. At least own up to it.

** Don’t take more than your share of the food until everyone’s had some. Then you may go back for seconds.

** Do not take my razors without asking me. Those things are expensive.

** Do not smoke in my bathroom. If you do smoke, please make sure that you clean up after yourself and you febreeze the shit out of the bathroom so I don’t have to smell the stink first thing in the morning.

I could go on. The only person who respect property and space is my dad…and he’s also frustrated by the same things…If you’re going to be living with other people, manners are important. Respect is important. Boundaries are important.

Add this to the million and one reasons I can’t wait to get my own place.

What are some key manners that are important to you? What are the first things that you teach a child? How important is personal space to you? Do you have any horror stories?

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  • Jaime February 17, 2009, 9:26 am

    I love living with my sister because I actually have privacy. There are a few things that bug me, but over all I’ve never had so much privacy in my life. My things are mine and no one touches them, my room is undisturbed while I’m away.

    I LOVE IT!!!!

    But believe me, I know how you feel. Among other things that Alli used to take from me and keep for herself because she “forgot” they were mine were my UNDERWEAR. Yeah. I wish you the best sweetheart. And remember, summer is that far away.

  • janey la loca February 17, 2009, 9:32 am

    I feel your pain, my sweet. Nothing like having “roommates” with boundary issues. Summer will be here soon (and please let us know what you want for housewarming gifts…)

    Manners: The ‘Do unto others…’ thing is first and foremost. I’m working on teaching Will to be polite and mannerly — say please and thank you, don’t interrupt when others are speaking, pick up after yourself, hold doors for ladies, etc. It’s hit or miss. But I keep trying.

  • DigitalRob February 17, 2009, 9:51 am

    WOW! Who are you living with. That’s some pretty hefty gaul. *shaking head*

  • Cassie February 17, 2009, 10:48 am

    Manner, period are important to me. Now, I burp out loud and stuff like that, but basic manners and kindness to one another is VERY important to me!!!

  • perpstu February 17, 2009, 11:19 am

    Oy! I hope you can move out soon. Living with people who don’t respect your things or your space is unbearable! (((HUGS)))

  • Tinyshrimp February 17, 2009, 11:29 am

    I feel your pain!!!! I actually put stuff (that doesn’t need to be refrigerated) that I don’t want anyone else eating in my closet.

    I can’t wait for you to get your own place too. LOL

    As for what the first thing you teach your child…………I have no idea, but saying please and thank you are probably top on the list.

  • Miss Tricky February 17, 2009, 11:30 am

    I have a not-my-mom-not-my-step-mom-not-my-anything really but here I am having to play nice with some crazy lady-type of lady in my life who ROUTINELY opens my mail. Not only during the 3 months I was living with her but now for extra fun comes over to my house unanounced, uninvited and opens my mail, spreads it out on my counter and leaves notes on it..like “you should take care of this”.

    I can’t decide if I should petition to have her instituationalized or respect her ultra gangster tendencies…..thoughts?

  • LiLu February 17, 2009, 3:39 pm

    Bathroom ettiquette is DEFINITELY the most important! Ewwwwww

  • Cochese February 17, 2009, 8:17 pm

    There’s a guy here at work that nobody can stand. Mind you, we can’t stand him because he’s a whiny little bitch and a giant incompetent douche. On top of this, he has one really really annoying habit at work.

    If anyone has something new or different on his desk, this guy can’t help but pick it up and play with it, and he does it without asking, even when there’s someone sitting right there at the desk. He’s like a freaking raccoon. He’s compelled to pick up anything shiny.

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