I went to lunch today with a co-worker of mine. Nice guy, great to hang around with.
We go to a Chinese buffet. I choose the sweet-n-sour chicken, my co-worker chooses the sesame chicken.
We are at our table. The food is good. Happily conversing.
Suddenly, he reaches in his mouth (full of food) and graps this huge piece of grissle. This gelatinous piece of grissle is at least 4 " long. (No, I’m not exaggerating).
He attempts to figure out what this piece of ABC grissle is. He places it on his plate.
God. No. Please. Stop. Please. Make. It. Stop.
appetite gone** feeling nauseous******
I stopped eating and pretended like nothing happened. I had to force my mouth shut from disgust.
I should have said, “Didn’t your momma teach you to place a napkin to your mouth to discard of a foul object?”
But I did not.
I guess his momma did not teach him that.
I was disgusted. Lost my appetite. Now, 3 hours later, I’m hungry.
Ew. He reached in his mouth that was occupied by semi-masticated food to fish around for cartilage, placed the ‘treasure’ on his plate and left it there in plain view for his dining companion to enjoy? That’s just gross.
When I have Chinese food I find I’m hungry again after an hour. You did better.
Seriously though, that is DIS-GUS-TING. I would definately have said something, at least YUUUK. I admire your capacity for being polite in those circumstances.
Heck, I’m getting queasy just picturing it in my mind!!!
I guess I’m the only one who isn’t really grossed out by this. I mean gee, it’s just some chewed up food. It’s not like he vomited on the table or anything.
question, is he an asian immigrant? I notice my parent’s generation all seem to do that. So much so that It seems normal to me. But I use a napkin nonetheless.
Let’s say his name is Tom. You coulda offered somthing like this:
“Jesus FUCKIN’ christ, Tom, you slob-assed fuck bastard! Do you GOTTA do that gross shit RIGHT THE FUCK IN FRONT OF ME WHILE I’M EATING, YOU DUMB FUCKING FUCK OF A FUCK?! I’m tryin’ to eat my GODDAMN LUNCH over here, and you’re diggin’ around in your fucking mouthful of fuckin’ half-chewed, spit-soaked, nearly digested Chinese food to fish out a GODDAMN piece of fuckin GRISTLE, with your FUCKIN FINGERS no less, you goddamn shit-fer-brains nutsack? Then you TOSS the fuckin gristle trophy RIGHT THE FUCK DOWN ON YOUR PLATE SO I GOTTA LOOK AT THE GODDAMN THING! WHAT NEXT, turd chomper? Are you gonna THROW THE FUCK UP on MY PLATE with your whole FUCKIN hand down your throat lookin’ for something else to pull out the depths of your stinkin’, bile-crusted gaping maw? WHY NOT JUST TAKE A FUCKIN’ SHIT RIGHT HERE ON THE GODDAMN TABLE! You gotta be the DUMBEST mutherfucker on the GODDAMN PLANET. CLEAN YOUR SHIT UP!”
You got to wonder whether people get any home training these days. My hubby and I were having dinner with another couple at a decent restaurant when the female half of the other couple said “Eew, I’ve got something stuck in my teeth!” , whipped out some dental floss out of her purse and FLOSSED HER TEETH AT THE TABLE. Aghast doesn’t even come close to how I felt.
Sorry, Miss Manners, if someone serves me gristly meat, they will just have to deal with disposing of it when they find it in my napkin. I refuse to fish a peice of chewed up food out of my mouth and lay it on the plate for everyone to look at. I suppose if I need to sneeze I should just sneeze on the plate instead of sneezing into my napkin?
Actually, I would shake the gristle out of the napkin into the trash when putting my dishes into the sink. Leaving for your host would be pretty nasty, too.
Have to agree with the OP - this is just nasty! Whether to dispose of inedibles, sneeze or just wipe my mouth, the napkin is a valuable manners tool not to be forgotten.
