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Wednesday, 20 March 2013

Bad Manners

Ok, I'm really hoping it's not just me that is so easily irritated by bad manners. It's one of my 'things I cannot stand and would rather flush a person down the toilet who possess them rather than having to deal with them a moment longer than necessary' - official term. I simply don't think it is too much to expect of another human being to have the common decency to say 'please' and 'thank you' at the appropriate times.

Bad manners have always annoyed me, I suppose it is because when I was younger my mum would constantly drill into me how important manners were. I remember going round to friend's houses for tea and to play (they were definitely the good old days) and on the way I would always, without fail, every single time, get a lecture from my mum about saying 'please' and 'thank you' and everything else she deemed to be compulsory when sitting at a table with other people. I hated her for it at the time. It was so aggravating to have to listen to it over and over again. But it paid off and I'd like to think that I am always careful to be well mannered wherever possible.

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Anyway, the reason I am going off on this rant is because on Monday I was at school in the middle of double history, which is dreary anyway at the best of times (don't get me wrong, I love history but two hours of it back to back on a Monday afternoon isn't all that easy to take) and was made even worse by the fact that I was sitting next to someone who didn't appear to bear any manners to their name. You see we're given a lot of sheets in history and I always use my ruler to trim them and the school's glue to stick them in. I know, it doesn't seem too complicated, yet. Throughout the afternoon the person I was sitting with would quite happily, without so much as a glance in my direction, take my ruler out of my pencil case, trim her paper and put it back as though nothing had happened. Ok, so I'm probably making a big deal out of it. I'll be the first to admit that there are many worse things in life than this. But it just really frustrated me that they did not have the courtesy to ask to use it. I wouldn't have had a problem with them borrowing it at all if they'd only asked politely. And then when I asked to borrow my friend's glue, they did the same thing. I mean, this wasn't even mine. They'd seen me borrow it from someone else and still didn't bother to ask the person if they could use it. Arrrrrrgh.

This incident led me to think about people's manners, or a lack of them. I really think that, for me, they can make or break an impression. In little ways, I believe they have the ability to change someone's mood. Say if you hold the door open for someone, or they for you - if they say thank you it always puts a smile on my face, and the same if someone holds the door for me. In the world that we live in, I just think that good manners are an effortless way to make someone's day a little better, and as they're so effortless, I don't see why so many people appear to have a deficiency in them.

So that's it. Rant over, I promise. I'd love to know whether you agree profusely or whether I'm just being a crazy lady who needs to relax, although if it's the latter please don't be too harsh!


  1. I get super irritated with bad manners, was just talking to my friend about this today!


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