Last night, I took a dear friend as my guest to an expensive art gallery dinner, held in honor of a newly opened show. It was meant to be a special treat for us, as my friend is just emerging into social life again, after a devastating divorce.
Unfortunately, we were seated at a table of loud, bawdy drunks, who had come as a group, and found each other hilarious. After attempting polite introductions and brief small talk with our fellow diners, we two girlfriends tried to converse quietly together. But conversation was rendered impossible by the group’s rude comments, and shenanigans such as dinner rolls being thrown across the table.
The room was otherwise full, and no alternative seats were available. The gallery owner ignored the situation. I was mortified to subject my friend to such obnoxious buffoonery. She is not native to the US, and the group even mocked the pronunciation of her name. We left as soon as the dessert had been served.
What on earth can one do to rescue such an evening, short of leaving as soon as possible? I apologized to my friend for the disastrous experience. As her her host, what else should I have done?
Etiquetteer can only respond to you with the deepest compassion. The only thing worse than dining with “a table of loud, bawdy drunks, who had come as a group, and found each other hilarious” is dining with “a table of loud, bawdy drunks, who had come as a group, and found each other hilarious” who are your closest friends of whom you expected better.
The best way to guarantee your enjoyment at the sort of dinner you describe, which sounds suspiciously like a fund-raiser, is to round up enough friends and acquaintances to fill a table. As you have sadly learned, when Money is the only criterion for entr√©e, ladies and gentlemen are not safe from Bad Manners.¬†(The roll-throwing tempted Etiquetteer to hope that perhaps these drunken bawds had once read P.G. Wodehouse, but this does not really seem likely. There are restaurants that cater to the roll-throwing crowd, like¬†Lambert’s Caf√©, a more likely influence.)
It seems that you did everything possible at the time to salvage the evening, except speaking directly with the gallery owner. You indicate that s/he was ignoring the situation; you had the power to call it to his/her attention in no uncertain terms, by beckoning, or at worst, leaving your table and going to him/her. Another temporary solution might have been to take your dessert into the lobby.
Now that this ghastly dinner is behind you, Etiquetteer encourages you to create a new social opportunity for your newly-divorced friend: a dinner party in your own home given in her honor, with your own friends whose Perfect Propriety you know well enough in advance. You may also correspond with the gallery owner and sever any possible future connection with that organization.
I am a new, part-time teacher at my school.¬† I teach music in a building that is away from the main building and I very rarely socialize with other teachers; I’m just not around them much and don’t eat lunch with them or chat in the teacher’s lounge.¬† I received an invitation to a bridal shower for one of my coworkers.¬† He is getting married soon and I only know him by his last name.¬† I met his wife at the Christmas staff party, but can’t remember her name.
What should I do about this shower?¬† I don’t want to go, because I don’t know the groom at all, and I know the bride even less.¬† Do I have to send a gift if I wimp out on attending?
Undoubtedly this invitation was sent to all school faculty as a courtesy, and the groom didn’t want you (or others) to feel left out. At least, that’s how Etiquetteer could explain this situation charitably. (Whoever heard of a groom inviting professional colleagues to his fianc√©e’s bridal shower?!) You need not attend, or send a gift, but please do send a Lovely Note of Congratulations to the Happy Couple on your most Perfectly Proper stationery.