Do People Secretly Think You’re a Pig?
by
Jeffrey A. Tucker
You
don't want to read this article. But you should and must. It contains
some dreadful truths that are universal but no one will is willing
to talk about them because the subject is so uncomfortable.
I would like
to reveal a universal prejudice – it is a cruel and judgmental attitude
that is written on the hearts of people in all times and all place
– that might very well wreck your life, but which you can deal with
rather easily.
The subject
is table manners. No biggie, right? Who cares about how one holds
a fork or cuts a steak or eats soup? All this is merely Victorian
frippery, irrelevant in our days of social liberation.
Here's the
truth. You are being judged every time you lift fork to mouth. And
not just judged: you are watched with an eagle eye and mercilessly
and horribly criticized in the minds of those around you. They are
forming extreme opinions about you. Missteps are being chronicled
in the annals of the personal histories others carry around in their
minds.
What's more,
the assembly of facts that people hold in their minds concerning
your table manners rise to the top. It is more important than what
you say, because table manners seem to reveal some inner secret
about you, your background, your class, your rearing, your parents,
your attentiveness and self-awareness. People are perversely interested
in your secrets, particularly those you reveal inadvertently. No,
people will not admit it. But they are lying. You are how you eat.
It comes down
to this. You can be wearing a $2000 suit. You can speak with incredible
erudition. You can have the whitest teeth, the best jokes, the coolest
haircut, and looks of dazzling beauty. But bad table manners wipe
it all away.
Worse: the
better you look and sound, the higher the standards are for your
manners and the more severe people will be toward your slipups.
Why? Because people will figure that all the other externals are
nothing but a put-on. You will be a living, breathing hoax.
I know that
these truths are hard to take. The first thought might be: hey,
don't impinge on my eating freedom! I'll eat how I want!
Ok, that's
fine. But then you have to live with the consequences. It's the
same with dress and language. You can cuss like a congressman, use
the vulgarity word at the table, stink to high heaven, and wear
sweats to a dinner party. For that matter, you can staple your face
with 100 metal rings, and stretch your earlobes to your shoulders
– but then you have to live with the social fallout. People will
shun you. You will be an outcast.
It's not only
that. Are you really happy knowing that people who have eaten with
you carry around an image of you in their heads that has you eating
like a pig? It doesn't take much to cause this: stacking your artichoke
leaves upside-down, for example. So even if it doesn't hurt your
career (which is does!), are you really happy knowing that people
think ill of you?
Fine, you say,
but first let's discuss this.
At some point
in your life, you will be required to eat in front of someone whom
you want to impress. It could be a future employer. It could be
a present manager higher up in the pecking order. It could be the
dean, your pastor, a potential client or donor. It could be a possible
future in-law. Don't think that eating alone in a fast-food place
protects you. Someone could be watching. That someone might later
find himself or herself in a position to do you a favor.
So let's say
you blow it on one of these occasions. There will be no announcement.
No explanation. No one will take you aside and say: "Next time,
eat your soup by moving the spoon away from your body." No one says:
"I like Jane, but she needs to brush up her table etiquette."
You will never
know the reason for your failure. But neither will you ascend. You
will only go as far as your manners place you in the social hierarchy.
Again, people are horribly and secretly cruel: they will condemn
not only your character but your whole family history. It's not
just your reputation that stands in the balance but that generation’s.
And remember
that you only have one chance to get it right, and then you die
and your legacy is established for all of history. Your legacy does
not need to be less than it could, all because you never put your
napkin on your lap.
These are brutal
facts, terrifying ones, even. But it's better that you know now
rather than blow your one chance to get it right. Remember the quotation
attributed to Oscar Wilde: "The world was my oyster, but I used
the wrong fork."
There are many
guides to table manners out there. But we live in a blogging culture
in which all information must be instant and short. So here are
the five essential things you MUST do no matter what:
- Hold your
fork and spoon properly. There is only one way: balance them between
the first knuckle of the middle finger and the tip of the index
finger; the thumb steadies the handle. There are no variations
on this, no issues of personal style, and no regional permissions.
For some things, such as cutting with the other hand, there are
other variations that require turning the fork over. If you are
unsure, default to the orthodox way.
- Put your
napkin in your lap after you sit down to dinner. Do not forget.
- Don't smack.
This is easy, right? Apparently not. Smacking is incredibly and
disgustingly common. People must suppose that others don't hear
it. But they do, and it's awful. There is only one way in the
known universe to prevent smacking: keep your lips closed when
there is food in your mouth, no matter what.
- Eat at the
margin, not the aggregate. Don't cut all your steak up before
you begin eating. Don't butter your whole roll. Prepare each bit
separately.
- If in doubt,
wait for others. Don't start eating anything until everyone has
been served.
There: that's
five hard-core rules. There are a hundred others that you can pick
up in time, and it is good to read a book, so that you know for
sure that you are doing it right. But you do not want to look like
an obsessive rule keeper. Equally important to obeying rules is
to look like you are not even thinking about them. You must look
comfortable, happy, and relaxed. What's more, this is the only way
to be in order that you can be delightful at the table.
Okay,
so you are jolted a bit, and offended by this article. You are tempted
to forget that you ever read it. You are free to do so. But others
are also free to think of you as uncouth, ill-trained, low-born,
and poorly raised, and to treat you with all those assumptions in
mind.
Yes, there
are probably great men and women of the past who ate like pigs.
They succeeded despite it. Why take the chance that you will happen
to be among them, when minding manners is so little to ask?
December
1, 2007
Jeffrey
Tucker [send him mail]
is editorial vice president of www.Mises.org.
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