Once again, life finds Markxxx eavesdropping on people’s one sided cell phone conversations, because well what else is there to do.
I heard a lady says “I told you before, not to eat in bed. We’ve been married ten years and you still eat in bed.”
Now, to me, that “don’t eat in bed,” is a type of rule a parent gives to their kids.
This may be one of the reasons I can’t get a date, because to me, one of the perks of being an adult is “If I want to eat in bed, I’ll do it.” Or “If I want to have a cookie for dinner, I’ll have a cookie.”
So my question is what rules did you have as a kid, that you still find yourself obeying as an adult. Or what rules are you imposing on your spouses, SOs or even your own kids that you thought you’d never follow as an adult.
The house belongs to my wife and I, and we can certainly adjust the thermostat. My wife has no problem doing so. But I cannot bring myself to touch the thing easily–it was definitely off-limits when I was a child.
Don’t ruin your dinner! I get pissed when my SO eats a late lunch and is too full to eat what I cook for dinner. He tends to stay busy all day and then eat a bunch of crap around 3:30 and is not hungry at 6:30.
I can not bring myself to swear in front of my parents. I also don’t every mention anything about going out and drinking or partying or anything mature related to them.
That’s a good one to follow regardless! I do the same, but I don’t exactly know why I’m so careful… to my recollection, I’ve never actually knocked anything over in a China shop before…
My Mom used to make me try at least one bite of any new dish she served at dinner. Only after one bite was I allowed to say I did or didn’t like it.
I have followed this rule ever since - always try some new food that people offer or that you see in a foriegn country/ethnic restaraunt, but if you don’t like it, that’s okay, at least you tried! This policy has resulted in me discovering lots of great dishes that I wouldn’t have thought I would like. It has also resulted in me confirming my disgust for certain things (blood pudding, I’m looking at you!).
I’m definitely hands-in-pockets or behind my back in stores with fragile things on display. But I’m also monumentally uncoordinated at times, so that just seems sensible.
I wish the two cookie rule had stuck. Mum only ever let us have two cookies at a time. Well, I tend to grab two cookies, eat them, then go back, grab two more cookies… :smack:
Dad had rules about walking two or more abreast on busy streets. We had to drop to single file or there would be much bitching us out. I still do this, but again, it’s a good habit. Considerate, at least.
Hmm. I really can’t think of any terribly arbitrary rules that my parents had, let alone that I still follow. While they were plenty flawed as parents, they are relatively sensible people.
Whenever my babysitter (old lady next door) gave me food, she always had me soak the dish in hot water after I used it. I still do that to this day. Almost obsessively now, since out dishwasher is a piece of crap.
Except for school textbooks, I still have never written in any of my books. Not my name, nothing. And in my textbooks, that was all I would write. In college I didn’t even use highliter. Books are like, sacred, or something.
I also always look both ways before crossing the street, and I make my bed right after I get up.
Someone mentioned soaking dishes. I was also taught to do that, and still do, except that I usually wash them as soon as I am done using them.
Don’t keep staring down at your food when you eat. Always look up when you’re bringing food up to your mouth. If you keep staring at your food when it’s near your mouth, you’ll go cross-eyed.
Granted I work in retail now, but even before that if I take a yogurt from the goup, I put it back where I got it. Same with clothes, food, electronics, whatever. I don’t care if I have to walk all the way across the store, I will put it back where I found it.
