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sounds like they need to start aspiring harder! bootstraps! meritocracy! hard working citizens!
serves them thickos right
no cunt reads it anyway
Been thinking my whole life that it was because I'm a thick, lazy shitehouse, but it's really because of prejudice
than someone who was brought up in luxury anyway. Seems fair
'experienced large dinners'
tbf actually all the working class would refer to it as 'tea' or something which is crap, so I agree
There are certain jobs where, knowing how to pass the port or perhaps just as important, how not to butter a roll, is just as important to certain clients than the content of the service or product you provide to them. Snobbery exists right throughout commerce, that needs to be tackled first and foremost if this is ever likely to change.
If a southern accent along with recognising the maker of the clients tie is gonna make the deal, it makes sense. A pie is made up of lots of ingredients, not just the potatoes or whatever shit analogy speaks to people.
that you butter your whole roll in a one-er? never acceptable in public.
^I personally couldn't care less, but I know a lot of people who genuinely will judge you as being an oik were you to do this.
The Wise Old Bird
but what, like, someone gets a roll from the bread basket, slices it open and butters it all like they're making a sandwich at home? yeah, that would seem strange to me, with my semi posh background
totally fine at home, but apparently not when out.
I have no idea what the reasoning is behind it. You should put a dab of butter on your bread plate alongside your roll/ slice of bread, and then break off an edge of the bread, butter it, eat and so on.
It's a classic shibboleth, as with all these things. As if getting a buttered bread roll into your mouth in a particular fashion has ever had any bearing on anything other than how you get a buttered bread roll into your mouth.
you expect a higher standard of butter and bread at such a place, and you're supposed to be enjoying the flavours and lightly dealing with your appetite, rather than buttering up a slice of toast in your kitchen to take through to eat on your lap watching tv or something
"In formal dining situations you eat any food you bring to your mouth. You don't slurp some soup out of a spoon, you eat all of the soup in the bowl of the spoon at once. You don't pick up a big piece of lamb with a fork and then take bites of it, you cut off a bite-size piece, bring that piece to your mouth, put the whole piece in your mouth, chew, and swallow. Same with the bread."
doesnt say/explain why it'd be rude to slice open a roll, butter it all, cut it into bitesized portions and eat those
I'd copy her on all things etiquette-related.
Some people think it's rude to have elbows on the table, some people think it's rude not to leave your knife and fork together on the plate (at 5pm position or not), some people think its rude to cut open a roll. You can get arsey about whichever ones you like.
Tip the bowl of soup AWAY from you when scooping your last couple 'o spoonfuls!
elbows on table take up space, can shake the table, fuck with the table cloth etc, and cutlery placement is a signal to staff, so there's SOME reason for it.
as if the butter might run out or you might not get some, so you butter upp all once. like grasping poor hungry pleb would.
they are all really silly rules (perhaps apart fomr not eating with your mouth open like a horse chewing the cud) and they only really exist to cause divide/ mark people out as being in their minds superior/ allow them to sneer at peoel they see as inferior.
It's pretty tragic really, but a lot of (usually older) people in certain parts of industry are sticklers for this kind of stuff and really, how would you ever learn this unless you came fro a family of sticklers, went to a posh school or uni or otherwise socialised with people who were like this.
really quite silly, isn't it-
(I did NOT know that about consommé, suspect it's incorrect. surely.)
Not the neediest badge of honour by a long shot.
It's not particularly posh, more the kind of constitutional that old ladies would have.
It's basically a bouillon that sometimes has bits in it of meat or beg, but is mainly just clear stock.
other than that tub of powder stuff that gets out into veggie stews or soups or whatever.
get a new thread started pronto
I'm not getting shouted at again like I did when I told you all you were doing 'dessert' wrong.
Now I truly know where I stand in the social order.
will appear in the Lifestyle section of the Guardian later this week
Then surely it's easy enough to train someone to play the game? If you train as a lawyer then you have to learn the rituals of the courts; shouldn't be too much of an additional step to butter bread "the right way".
but you have to be willing to play that game and able to carry it off. I don't have a clue what I'm doing half the time and it's all a bit fake it till you make it. I didn't go to private school or anything like that, but I'm a good enough actress that I can feign the kind of self confidence and polish that Cheltenham Ladies seem to exude so effortlessly. even if I kind of hate myself a bit sometimes for pretending to be one of them, when I should be focussing instead on making it less acceptable for clients to be judgemental about the 'breeding' of their advisers or whatever it is.
I ought to remember that I'm speaking to a bunch of state schoolchildren on Friday about my firm's work experience initiative, which was set up with precisely the aim of tackling diversity issues in law and business communities.
and their hair.
You know what i'm talking about
and one of the people there was a banker at this really posh fund, and she had a SATIN PADDED ALICE BAND.
Now don't get me wrong, I play the game, but there comes a natural limit to one's efforts. SATIN. PADDED. I fully expect her to have Fergie bow at our next meeting.
in a death metal vocal voice.
in the meeting just trying not to openly GAWP at it. I think I have ptsd.
SATIN PADDED ALICE BAND
QOTSA is as metal a reference pont as you can expect from me.
ATTRATS ME LIKE NO OTHER LOVER
SOMETHING IN THE WAY SHE WOOS ME
I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE HER NOW...
We need more goths in the workplace
reveals that satin padded alice bands can be purchased for as little as £2.02
Still don't really know what one is though
I'm pretty sure hers was from some Sloaney outlet op the king's road :'D
but it'd feel too much like admitting defeat