I'm too polite (old-school manners)

boldjackal10 said:I’m dying to know what kind of music someone as sophisticated as you actually listens to.

honestly, I'm just wondering how people that "refined" even act in bed.🤷

Kimberly Scott5 said:honestly, I'm just wondering how people that "refined" even act in bed.🤷

They wait for the wedding night.

And then it goes like this:

1. A kiss on the cheek (he kisses her, then she kisses him—but first, he asks permission to kiss her).

2. First, he takes off his suit jacket. Then she removes the veil. Next, he sheds the shirt. Then she takes off those fake eyelashes. Then he unbuckles his belt. She takes off her earrings. Then he pulls off his shoes. Then she takes off hers. Then he pulls off his socks. She does the same. Then he strips out of his pants. She zips out of the wedding dress. Then she asks: "May I remove your underwear?" He says, "Yes, darling." He takes them off. Then she strips down to nothing.

3. They stare into each other's eyes for half an hour. Maybe some light touching. Very sophisticated.

4. "May I proceed to fertilize you now?" he asks.
"You may," she says, spreading her legs....

Something like that, I guess... ☕

mistyraven said:They wait for the wedding night.

And then it goes like this:

1. A kiss on the cheek (he kisses her, then she kisses him—but first, he asks permission to kiss her).

2. First, he takes off his suit jacket. Then she removes the veil. Next, he sheds the shirt. Then she takes off those fake eyelashes. Then he unbuckles his belt. She takes off her earrings. Then he pulls off his shoes. Then she takes off hers. Then he pulls off his socks. She does the same. Then he strips out of his pants. She zips out of the wedding dress. Then she asks: "May I remove your underwear?" He says, "Yes, darling." He takes them off. Then she strips down to nothing.

3. They stare into each other's eyes for half an hour. Maybe some light touching. Very sophisticated.

4. "May I proceed to fertilize you now?" he asks.
"You may," she says, spreading her legs....

Something like that, I guess... ☕

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this scene doesn't really fit with a fancy prep school vibe.. idk, feels weird 🤷

Kimberly Scott5 said:😲

this scene doesn't really fit with a fancy prep school vibe.. idk, feels weird 🤷

what are you even... ☕

whatever, I guess we'll just wait for some high-society burrito expert to explain it all...☕

Like you actually have an LLC...🤷

So, where did the damn breakfast burrito go?

Anyway, Robert Martinez6, you totally dodged the question halfway through 🙂 We can't have a real conversation without your input, man—give us the actual details 😁

I don't have any answers for those provocative questions.
Quincy:

You think people on the street are primitives—based on nothing, really (like, imagine if someone didn't move out of your way).

You don't hold a conversation by standing right in the middle of the sidewalk and blocking everyone else from passing. Basic etiquette dictates you step to the side when you're talking.

Robert Martinez6 said:Ever had this dream of living in some refined, civilized utopia populated exclusively by decent people?🙄

I’m just too polite—too well-bred, really. In today’s world, that seems to be a liability, a fact I've learned the hard way.
My parents raised me this way, and frankly, I can't seem to shake it—even though part of me wishes I could.
For instance, if there's even a slight misunderstanding with a neighbor, my first instinct is to extend an olive branch—to check if *I* was the one in the wrong and offer them a drink to smooth things over.
I always greet acquaintances on the street, I always give up my seat on the subway, I actually use silverware (yes, even for watermelon), and I have a genuine distaste for any form of crudeness...
I was just heading down to the corner store. In those ten short minutes, I witnessed absolute chaos: people blocking the crosswalk while they chatted (forcing me to walk through the grass just to get past), some guy spitting right on the sidewalk, and some idiot flying through a red light and splashing pedestrians with a puddle...

The rude ones always seem to come out on top, but I simply don't have it in me to change...

You live in the States.

What you're describing is actually pretty standard everywhere else.😉

Since nothing is going to change in the next 50 years, maybe start planning your move out of here.

Even if you moved to the edge of the universe, you’d still find some way to get annoyed by people's little quirks. You'd find something to complain about in everything—because apparently, everyone else needs to function like a damn robot for you to be happy.🤷 Honestly, you just sound like a total stiff who doesn't know how to live in the moment. It's got nothing to do with culture.😉

Robert Martinez6 said:I don't have any answers for those provocative questions.
Quincy:

You think people on the street are primitives—based on nothing, really (like, imagine if someone didn't move out of your way).

You don't hold a conversation by standing right in the middle of the sidewalk and blocking everyone else from passing. Basic etiquette dictates you step to the side when you're talking.

You decided to start a thread in the Psychology section, which implies you think there’s some kind of underlying issue here.
You claim it's impossible for you to change, yet whenever someone asks a logical question—say, what might happen if you actually adjusted a small detail in your life—you immediately label it as a provocation.

I'm starting to suspect you're just a textbook troll.☕

I don't think the guy actually has a problem; it looks like he's just venting about how people act in America.

Kimberly Scott5 said:honestly, I'm just wondering how people that "refined" even act in bed.🤷

HOW, EXACTLY???

Honestly, they don't. He just ends up finishing somewhere in the folds of her massive ballgown; no man can possibly last long enough to get through all those layers of fabric before it's over.🤣🤣

Daniel Bailey39 said:HOW, EXACTLY???

Honestly, they don't. He just ends up finishing somewhere in the folds of her massive ballgown; no man can possibly last long enough to get through all those layers of fabric before it's over.🤣🤣

There is zero chance he's actually hooking up! If he’s grossed out by watermelon juice, what the hell is he gonna do about the real deal?🙂
🤣🤣🤣

if he was actually a decent guy trying to act all righteous, he wouldn't be going by the name Robert Martinez6☕

Kimberly Scott5 said:if he was actually a decent guy trying to act all righteous, he wouldn't be going by the name Robert Martinez6☕

Honestly, it would just be a plain burrito. Anyone who ever stepped foot in a culinary school in Chicago knows that calling it a "meat burrito" is completely redundant.☕

Kimberly Scott5 said:if he was actually a decent guy trying to act all righteous, he wouldn't be going by the name Robert Martinez6☕

You're right—if he actually had manners, he'd be calling himself a cheese pastry🤣

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Lawrence Bailey77 said:pnnk ažnkt

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There’s definitely some frustration simmering under the surface here. You probably want to elevate yourself above the "common crowd," so you impose these rigid rules on yourself—only to resent anyone who doesn't follow them. It breeds frustration, obviously, but I suspect the root cause is the initial irritation that drove you to become "overly polite" in the first place.

It’s highly likely you lack sufficient self-confidence. If you actually had it, as someone who values decorum, you’d just ask people on the street to move or give them a quick lesson in etiquette. Instead, you swallow the resentment. That tells me you aren't secure in yourself or your own perspective.

If that's the case, don't sweat it; it can be fixed. This behavior suggests you subconsciously refuse to accept any sense of being "lesser," so you rebel by placing yourself on a pedestal above everyone else. You’re forcing yourself toward an impossible standard of perfection, which triggers these subconscious frustrations that are difficult to recognize. As a certain famous writer once noted, it's pure elitism.

P.S. I'm no psychologist, but I'm saying this because I went through something similar before I finally learned how to loosen up.

By the way, what do your friends think about all this?