…owned by a guy named Phuc Vu Dong.
Some people say “fuck” the way others say “um” or “like.” I don’t think they’re even aware of it, and if you pointed it out they’d probably tell you to fuck the fuck off.
I’d also like to point out that you don’t need to get a banker drunk to make him swear. I work for a bank - back office, not branch - we swear like longshoremen 'round these parts.
I can safely say that I never received any instructions from my mother about not saying “fucking” in a restaurant.
He can eat here, though.
I like to say fuck a lot, but I have an impressive ability to switch it off. I have friend who doesn’t have this ability, seemingly at all. When we go out, I always make sure to pick a restaurant with a noisy bar, because then I’m not self conscious about his constant swearing. A few months back we went to a nice family place, there were kids celebrating their birthdays and whatnot. Shit, fuck, fucking shit, goddamn fucking shit. I had to keep reminding him that there were kids around like he was a child.
So yeah, +1 to the OP. I don’t understand how people can grow up without this skill.
Mrs. J. and I were eating in a nice seafood restaurant awhile back, and had the privilege of being in the booth next to a couple of colonoscopy equipment salesmen who were graphically describing the ins and outs of the business. It takes quite a bit to gross out a pathologist and spouse however.
Loud fucking cellphone conversations in restaurants with fuck this and that every other sentence can be annoying too. “Were you brought up in a barn?” doesn’t seem to be any more effective a comeback than “Shut the fuck up!!!”
<Cackle> Excellent! The first thing I thought when I saw the thread title was, “Um, not really.”
Yeah, I work in medical research and was going to dine with a doctor, so it wasn’t particularly disgusting to me, but I was thinking about the others around us.
Not just in restaurants. Last night on a very crowded train I (and I assume others) overheard a guy telling his friend to “suck my dick.” Really? Did we need to hear that?
Basic decorum seems to be beyond a lot of people.
The Supreme Court has roundly rejected prior restraint!
Considering the film, not a bad U/P combo.
Nice.
Fucking nice!
You took the words out of my mouth.
Yup. When my husband and I are out in public, I’ve noticed that we tend to drop the volume of our voices so that we can just hear each other, not broadcast our conversation to the world at large. Not everyone does that; I wish they would.
The only time we get louder with the swearing is at our local pub, where families keep mistaking it for a family restaurant and bringing their kids in. Hey, it’s a fucking sports pub - time for your five year old to learn how people talk in fucking sports pubs!
Used to be a restaurant around these parts called Fook Yuen.
He wasn’t even very loud, but he could clearly be heard.
A crowded train: I’m figuring there were some children present, or at least that one couldn’t assume that there definitely would be some running around.
{Emphasis added}I’m glad you mentioned family restaurants, as I was about to do so.
{Emphasis added}While I’m essentially sympathetic to your opinion expressed here, it did bother me a bit that there was emphasis on it not being a dive, but rather moderately pricey. I’d say that this really shouldn’t be a consideration here. (What you said about it being quiet is relevant, though.)
In general, I’d favor people keeping their potty mouths at home, entirely, rather than show them off in general-public places (at the risk of sounding like a total prude). The factors I would consider most important would be:
> Are there children present, or are they likely to walk in?
> How loudly are the [expetive deleted] people in question talking?
> How much background noise is there? (Unless the above is extremly?)
And then: Just how repetitive is the foul stuff? I could see someone reacting to a great surprise, good or bad, with an over-the-top expression which may include profanity. Once, preferrably.
Like I say, I’m not a prude. But still…
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** Didn’t your mother teach you not…“fucking” in a restaurant?**
No, she did not.
In a restaurant (with tablecloths) I use “having intercourse” in place of “fucking”. I’m suave and debonair, though.