Well, there ya go. 👍im perfect on that chart.
Having class is highly over rated.
People who consider themselves classy, aren't in my opinion. But it depends how one defines the word 'classy'. Treating people with kindness and respect is more valuable.
Do you know of many, or any such people, bumbling, and/or oblivious, but still respectful and kind? I bet you don't. Those first traits are pretty much antithetical to the second group.A truly classy lady does not consider herself classy; it's who she chooses to be.
Can showing respect and kindness be considered classy? To me, even bumbling or oblivious folks can be admirable for being respectful and kind, but would never consider them to be 'classy'.
Indeed, many of us were raised by wolves or a close facsimile. I, myself, am a one-fork kinda guy. Hell! I even use my fork as a knife.Following some eating utensil procedure because an 'expert' says that's how you're supposed to do it is not a priority for many.
for real today while making dinner i realized i never once used the right fork or spoon or glass. i have 2 forks one huge spoon and a few arbys plastic cups. am i the only one?
I score a 3 but sometimes 2.If you chew with your mouth closed you have class.
If you refrain from burping, farting, or scratching at the dinner table you have class.
If you don't talk with food in your mouth you have class.
If you refrain from proping your elbows on the dinner table you have class.
If you don't reach across the table for the basket of rolls you have class.
How's your score?
I score a 3 but sometimes 2.
I was thinking of having a Welcome mat placed at my front door but that would be lieing so it's a generic mat.On more than one occasion I've informed people - "I'm not really a nice person, I'm just well mannered." Nevertheless, I honestly confess, to only scoring a three. And that's at dinner. Lunch? Fuhgeddaboudit.
I never got into nor understood the fancy table setting etiquette. I was at a fancy family gathering once where everythikng was set up exactly per etiquette, and like a heathen I grabbed the "wrong" fork and started eating. I was a little embarrassed when the person next to me pointed out that I grabbed the wrong fork, but why did that really need to be pointed out? In my mind I exhibited more class than the other person in the moment.