Canceling last-minute as a means of “self care.”
RIP social skills. Beginning of time-2020.
Good morning everyone. Last night I went to friend-of-the-letter and Bloomberg star
’s show in the East Village. The people want Light Sweet Crude merch.On the train to the show, I was reading a story in New York Magazine about post-pandemic “dulled social skills.” It’s a subject I talk to my friends about a lot because it’s one of the main sources of my anxiety. As a result of DMs, emails, texting, group texting, and this newsletter, I have experienced a blurring of social boundaries on an almost-daily basis. I’m becoming numb to feeling baffled. And I know I’m not alone.
Last night, I asked my Instagram followers what social etiquette faux pas they encounter the most regularly. Below are the responses in addition to some of the responses from a Feed Me chat about this same topic earlier this year, but I want to hear yours in the comments.
If you’re looking for a book about this topic, I think I took Manners by Kate Spade out from the library 100 times in middle school. Maybe if this goes well, we print an updated Feed Me version.
Hope you all have a nice three-day weekend. Go Knicks.
Friends.
Not knowing when or how to ask for a favor. There is a time and a place, there is a level of closeness that needs to exist or a favor/thank you in return that needs to happen that people are just not grasping for some reason .
Infantilizing. I have friends who sound like they’re taking to babies. with servers, elderly, etc.
Bailing on plans, showing up late, and flaking.
In car cities, people who don’t have a car asking for a ride but not offering a return gesture.
Decisiveness is so hard to come by. Pick a fucking restaurant and stick with it. Pick a fucking conversation and stick with it! You will have more interesting things to say if you’re not looking around for something better
Making an email intro without checking first, and with zero context.