Manners

You know when you’re talking to someone and they spit on you? It could be anyone– your mom, your friend, a total stranger. Why do we feel the need to pretend it didn’t happen? At least with me, I always continue the conversation as if nothing has happened. But something has happened. I have been SPIT upon.

Where in the manners rule book does it state that YOU’RE the impolite one if you point out that your conversation partner just expelled fluid from their mouths that landed on you (Probably your face, too. OH! Even more likely, on your lip. That always seems to happen.)?

This is how the conversation should go:

Me: So, like I was saying. Our dependence on foreign oil is really detrimental to our future.

Spitter: Yeah, I ag*spits*ree.

Me: Umm sir, you just spat upon my face.

Spitter: Wow, I’m horribly embarrassed. Please accept my apology in the hopes that we might one day regain the bonds of our once strong friendship.

Me: In time…

This is how conversations actually go:

Me: So, like I was saying. Our dependence on foreign oil is really detrimental to our future.

Spitter: Yeah, I ag*spits*ree.

Me: *dies a little inside as I think about the spittle now resting on my lip* Yeah…umm…what were we talking about? Oh right, foreign oil. I think I’m going to go take a nap or die or something.

I’m calling upon everyone that participates in conversations. Speak up! TELL people when they spit on you. Don’t struggle in silence. Together, we can end this.

P.S. If you haven’t already, please do check out the new blog I’m participating in with some pretty ladies. We’re training for a half marathon (starting from scratch…trust me) and it should be pretty interesting to see the progress along the way. Click here to check it out.

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