Do I have something on my face?

Posted by chrystibella on August 15, 2008

I was watching the Tyra Banks show today. I’ve only watched it a couple of times but found today’s show rather interesting. The topic was on etiquette and how many of today’s folks have let it go to the way side.

The guest was Lizzie Post, daughter of the famed, Emily Post.

One of the main focuses on the show was people with horrible table manners and how they behaved when they went out to eat in public restaurants. 

Through out the show I could not stop thinking about something that happened not too long ago. Something so completely disgusting and embarrassing that I was shocked that my friend would even kiss the mouth of the guy who was putting on the show at our table when we dined out with her and her (cringe) boyfriend.

We went out to dinner at rib night at a local restaurant. It had been a long time since I got to spend anytime with my friend as she was consumed by this creep the minute she started dating him. She’s an attractive, intelligent woman with a good career yet she has a habit of picking up strays who drain her finances, self esteem and energy as they need to be taken care of and this man was no exception. Damn! I wish she would stop settling and wait for the kind of man she deserves, to come along. (But that’s a whole other story!) Back to this one….

So, we’re sitting at the table and the ribs are delivered. They also gave us an ample supply of wet napkins to keep our hands clean and prevent too much of a mess. Well this guy proceeds to grab a handful of ribs rubbing his hands all over the barbecue sauce, then rubs the sauce all over his face. His face is now not only dripping with sauce but it is stained red where some of the sauce has come off.

Every single party or server who passes our table has to hear him yell out, “Do I have something on my face?” We go through this scenario over and over and over. Passerby’s stopping to giggle at this idiot who thinks he is clever.

Now the kicker to the story is…. He also has a huge glob of snot dripping down his nose and into his mustache.  Reminded me of a two year old kid. I kept wondering if he knew. I wondered if my friend noticed. Why wasn’t she saying something? She’s sitting right next to him!!!  I didn’t know if I should say something or tell him he needed to wipe his nose. Funny, in the midst of this, I’m trying to think of the polite thing to do. hahaha…. I began to laugh and giggle even though I was so grossed out I stopped eating.

I Could not even take a bite of those delicious ribs with him sitting across from me barbecue sauce stained face with snot running down his nose into his mustache. He reached across the table and grabbed a roll and put it on my plate. Then made the comment that he washed his hands. I wondered if this was some cruel joke. Was he doing this on purpose?

I had my flip video camera in my purse so I decided to film this little episode. Hell, I was done eating. He then stuck bones in his mouth and held on to bones in both hands and began to pose for me. I kept telling him that this was not a camera. He just kept posing. Yep, it’s caught on video, snot and all. Not that I’m doing anything with it. I could not believe that a grown man would act this way.  I don’t even know why I filmed it.  Don’t know why I sat there and laughed when I was apparently not amused.  It was an odd and uncomfortable situation all together. 

I don’t understand why my friend would be with someone who acts like that. 

I decided after that episode of his antics, (not the first time he’s grossed me out) I was done.  I’ll be polite, say hello when I run into him at social occasions and avoid him as much as possible.