Saturday, 14 March 2020

Manners Maketh Man

Let's talk about manners and upbringing today.

This topic came to mind after Stanley my sex bunny friend shared some really horrific stories with me.

But it's not one of those stories - most of Stanley's sex partners have excellent bedside manners, who would, in Stanley's words, "fuck you in bed, and then tuck you in bed".

Recently, Stanley attended a colleague's gathering.

It involved a large pool, booze, and quite a bit of squealing.

Although such partying elements are not unfamiliar to Stanley (who once told us about a mass gathering with fellow beefcakes on a yacht where "nobody went home dry"), that party was far from exciting.

The large pool was filled with squealing kids.

The saving grace though, was the booze.

There was a wide variety of alcohol - including a full cocktail bar that came with a hairy bartender.

Stanley was basically at a straight party and he's already not excited by it.

But that's not all.

Stanley was shocked by the manners of his colleague's family and friends.

And mind you, these are supposedly the rich and powerful, he said.

The host had booked the entire bar and pool area of a certain five-star hotel in Orchard road.

But that's as fancy as it  gets.

Despite being in the company of these obviously rich and influential people, Stanley felt disgusted.

"I think rich people have no manners," Stanley said after the party.

He went on to support his argument with various case studies.

Case study one: The Devil who Wears Prada.

Stanley had met a married couple all decked out in luxury labels.

The scrawny man, who looks to be in his fifties, had a constant pinched expression and looked like he badly needed sedatives to help ease his blockage.

The woman, the size of a polar bear but shorter, and was constantly chewing something, also looked like she badly needed bypass to help ease her blockage.

While the couple were well mannered and polite to Stanley, the chewing polar bear was really rude to one of the waiters who brought her the wrong type of bread.

Stanley held his breath as the woman barked at the poor boy, spewing micro bits of whatever she was chewing in the air.

Okay, back off very slowly, everybody. The polar bear is hungry and god only knows if she would maul the waiter to death and eat him up instead of "Ciabatta with a brush of olive oil".

Case study two: The Incredible Sulk.

Though Stanley hates kids, his own social manners force him to be polite even to children especially since he's in a party in a professional setting.

So when Stanley was introduced to some guests and their 11-year-old daughter, he was appropriately polite.

The socialite parents of the girl were well-versed in the art of laughing on cue and responding to small talk topic with suitable holding lines.

But their daughter - oh I love that skinny li'l bitch - was starkly different, Stanley said with respect.

She's so real, unlike her parents. Doesn't smile. Doesn't look at you in the eye. Takes her time to respond to questions. And when she does reply you, it's with a grunt. Give me a bitch with a real attitude anytime, Stanley said.

Case study three: Double Trouble.

As Stanley settled down to eat with the rest of the guests later, he was horrified by their table manners.

The adult guests were understandably excited in their chatter and can be boisterous - which is fine - but Stanley found it very uncomfortable that while the guests can be so warm with one another, almost all of them can code switch when addressing wait staff: They were all cold and rude to waiters.

One man even snapped his fingers at a waiter for his attention and as expected, did not mind his Ps and Qs when served.

Meanwhile, the man's beautiful companion - though not rude - was also interesting to watch.

She's in her thirties, has with long, black hair and an extremely svelte figure.

The model-like girl was obviously watching her weight, sulkily pushing her salmon fillet back and forth before reluctantly forking a tiny morsel which she took an eternity to nibble.

Two seats away, a set of 13-year-old twin boys were also battling with their food.

The boys were eating with such mess that their mouths were dripping gravy like Hannibal at lunch break.

What's worse, Barbaric One and Barbaric Two were eating with their hands... and wiping their saucy fingers on the white table linen.

B1 and B2 were also throwing chicken bones - and Stanley kids me not - onto the floor.

Stanley watched wide-eyed when the boys' parents said to them casually "just leave the bones there. They'll clear it".

Even before dessert was served, Stanley excused himself and eloped alone, retreating from the rich and famous.

Stanley, my well-travelled, highly knowledgeable friend who has seen the world, was traumatised.

He had personally peeked into the bedrooms of the rich and famous and had seen them in their full glory and lived to tell the tale.

But his recent experience of glimpsing into the dining habits of the rich and famous - and had seen them in their full gory - was too much for Stanley to bear.

Which begs the question.

Why are the rich so ill mannered?

In the decades I've known Stanley - who comes from a privileged background; his house a three-storey bungalow and his family wealth enough to last the Ongs three more generations - he's never once been ill-mannered.

Sure, Stanley's mum the formidable Mrs Monica Ong - who is loud and authoritative and who wears her hair in a fashionable bob - may not be the softest bibik on earth.

But Mrs Monica Ong is a strict matriarch who's brought up her kids well.

Stanley thinks that it's the new rich that are so kurang ajar (a Malay term that means ill upbringing, which Stanley the Peranakan nyonya uses with appropriate authority).

These people are suddenly blinded by their new money that they live their lives with full abandon.

Money can buy you big houses and cars, but it cannot buy you kindness and good manners, Stanley said.

On the contrary, those from humble backgrounds aren't necessarily disadvantaged - because parents, no matter how poor, can still impart values such as manners and kindness to their kids.

I can't agree more.

Of course, there are exceptions.

I've seen poor and rude people.

I've also seen rich and well mannered ones, like Stanley.

And he's humble too.

Despite Stanley's family wealth, my sex bunny friend has always been known for downplaying his wealth.

In fact, in Stanley's words, he's also known to down play all things rich and girthy.



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Adam's stories are based on real life events and inspired by real people 

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