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To Wait Or Not To Wait…That Is The Pot Luck

I’ll keep this short and sweet:

You’re invited to a pot luck lunch with a group of people at noon, and then cards at 1:00. Everyone brings their dish and places it on the countertop. But, at 12:10 the hostess has not even put her dish in the oven yet. What do you do if you are the hostess?

1. Tell your guests to eat the food that is out (some items are hot) and have yours when it is finished.
2. Tell your guests to wait to eat anything until the item in the oven is finished.
3. Put your dish away and eat with everyone. 1107-18

Option 1

Last Minute Invitation Can Be A Subtle Message

Well this happened early this morning and it’s now 5pm and I’m still annoyed.

I woke up this morning to a notification saying that I’d been invited to a friend’s birthday party. The party is two hours drive away, and would require an overnight stay. I was given four days notice.

My initial thought was, “Wow, they’ve left it last minute”. But then I had a closer look at the event chat. The Book of Faces event was created in March. Posts were made asking for addresses in September. I was being invited four days ahead of the party and oh look, there are some posts from the night before my invite from people pulling out at the last second.

It could not be more obvious that mine was a last minute invite to cover places already paid for because people had dropped out of the party. All of our mutual friends from the same friends group have been invited. It would have hurt to not be invited but somehow it’s more hurtful being the last ditch desperate attempt at filling a missing place. (I know I should never *expect* an invite, but in practice it hurts knowing you’re left out, especially when photos of everyone having fun without you will follow.)

This is a friend that I grew up with and we were close. Over the years we have drifted apart somewhat. She moved to a city four hours away and we just don’t see each other as often as we used to. I still consider her a good friend but this is making me reevaluate the situation.

Luckily I already had plans involving a very early start the next morning so I had an easy way to politely decline, but realistically as it was a milestone birthday had I received an invite at the beginning of the month I still would have been on the B list but would have moved things around and attended. It simply would not be possible to do so now and my plans for the weekend mean that a two hour trip each way is now three hours.

This all leads me to ask – what is the etiquette for last minute invites? Am I being unreasonable in thinking four days doesn’t cut it when others have clearly had six months or more to plan their attendance?

One last thing to add, because I know it will come up in the comments: where I am from it is expected that adults will organise their own birthday celebration. Normally this is picking a bar or restaurant and everyone pays their own way (including the birthday person). 1023-18

It stands to reason that if a person is so self-absorbed to plan their own birthday party for months, then that person is also too self-absorbed to care about the feeling of others when it comes to the execution of those party plans. Guests are just a means to an end. The fact that the birthday woman is also the one issuing the invitations makes this a distressing situation. She determined the guest list and you didn’t make the first, second or third cut.

In cases where someone else hosted the party, one could make the case that the host made a mistake or wasn’t aware of all of the birthday guest of honor’s good friends that should be invited. Something could have been lost in the communication between host and birthday person. However, that is not the case here. Bottom line, your old friend did not consider your friendship to be valuable and therefore you were not at the top of her guest list of must-have guests.

Me? I’d retain some personal dignity and decline the invitation. Nothing is as demeaning as appearing to be thrilled to be slighted.

Exercising That Polite Spine Can Be Quite Awkward Sometimes

We were friendly with a couple that that we met through a larger group of friends. We invited them over for dinner parties and they invited us over to their house for dinners, and at first things were nice. Slowly though (over the course of a year), they started trying to push their views on us, they only wanted to have dinners at our house (to the point that they would call or text us trying to get invited over with the pretense we were better cooks than them), and they started bringing their preteen son and toddler daughter to anything we hosted (I like children, but their children were not well behaved-yelling matches from the preteen and his mother, and things broken by the toddler).

We decided that we really did not enjoy being around them and we had nothing in common with them (except that we knew the same people), so we stopped inviting them. I did have a conversation with the couple’s wife and voiced my concerns (she kept messaging me asking why we never had them over anymore), but she just made excuses and blew me off. They continued to call and text off and on for a couple of months trying to get invited to dinners, but they finally faded away…. UNTIL

My husband’s birthday. We had not seen or talked to this couple for at least 6 months. It was a week night and we got home later than usual from work (my husband and I carpool together). As we drove into our driveway, they drove in behind us like they had been waiting for us to get home. They got out of the car and said that we got home late, what time was dinner? Then they went into a monologue on how the children just had to see my husband on his birthday and give him a gift (coffee from the local shop), that it was a great present and we should go inside so they can see my husband’s new humidor (birthday present) ……… and didn’t they see a cake on social media I made for his birthday, because the coffee would go great with that cake. This went on for 20 minutes while I was being bit by every mosquito in the land as we stood in our driveway. We stood our ground though, and did not invite them in. The wife finally stated that she guessed she would have to eat cheese crackers for dinner as they had not been invited in for at least cake, and her husband then stated that they guess we were busy and should go (all in a very passive aggressive tone). My husband and I just nodded yes. They finally left, but they really tried to make us feel guilty for not inviting them in for at least cake. It was awkward and strange to say the least, but confirmed that we really didn’t want to socialize with this couple! Needless to say, I went inside and changed all my settings on social media so they could no longer see any of my posts….and they couldn’t message me. 0920-18

Early Is As Rude As Being Late

My husband and I hosted a game night recently. We invited 6 couples for an evening of food, drinks and fun. We were coming out of a very busy season in our life and hadn’t been able to socialize much. We were excited to see our friends and have a great time.

The day of the event didn’t go well. I had to deal with several unexpected issues that came up in my business and we also had an issue with an extended family member we had to deal with. When I looked at my watch and it was 3:00 I realized with a sinking feeling because I hadn’t even cooked or cleaned. I tend to get overwhelmed and my husband, always the calm in the storm, encouraged me and said with some teamwork we could do it. We raced home, cleaned the house, did the cooking and voila! We were done with 90 minutes left to spare for me to clean myself up and do last minute prep.

I raced to the shower and afterwards while brushing my teeth I thought I heard voices but then just thought it must be the tv. I wrapped a towel around my head, put my robe on and exited our bedroom to do some other last minute prep things while my hair dried a bit.

Imagine my absolute SHOCK when I walked into my living room in this state to find a couple we had invited to game night sitting there chatting with my husband – who hadn’t cleaned up yet himself. They turned and saw me and probably the look of shock on my face and said, “We know you said 7 but we thought we would come early”. It was 5:55!!!!

To make it worse, these are our NEIGHBORS. Neighbors we don’t know well, I might add, because we are new to the neighborhood. They live 2 seconds away from us and they arrived over an HOUR early. Thank GOD I didn’t walk out with a towel wrapped around me like I usually do!

I did my best to recover and told them I would go get dressed and then my husband could go shower while I finished setting up for the party. I think it was obvious I was highly annoyed and flustered because at some point the neighbor said, “I’m sorry if us coming so early threw you off”. Mind you, they didn’t offer to help, not that I expected them to but it would have been a nice gesture since they had arrived so early.

I want people to realize that it is equally rude to show up early as it is to show up late! It puts the hostess in the awkward position of hosting before she is ready. Any particular strategy you would have used in this situation? 0730-18

I know that awkward position well.   I just continue to get prepared.

The Selfie Birthday Party

Today I am going to lay to rest this ongoing dissension regarding the self hosted adult birthday party.   This topic is *the* sacred cow of this site with a considerable number of people reacting quite defensively about their perceived right to host their own birthday celebrations.   Any threat to the sanctity of the sacred cow  yields dozens of comments defending it, as if being deprived of having birthday parties is the worst hardship an adult can possibly face.  It also brings out the trolls who submit all manner of  puerile insults and threats revealing their own lack of maturity.  There is even one hate blog created a while back in which the main accusation against me is that I disapprove of selfie birthday parties for adults.

Lest anyone think that the prohibition against selfie birthday parties is solely an Etiquette Hell one or a personal pet peeve of mine, I present to you Judith Martin, aka Miss Manners, who has quite  bit to say about selfie birthday parties.

The Gentle Reader writes that a friend has invited several friends to celebrate her birthday at a local restaurant and asks, “I’m assuming she doesn’t expect to be treated, but that each of us will pay for his own meal. Nonetheless, is it customary for the person whose birthday it is to choose the restaurant or other activity when he or she is not actually hosting?”

To which Miss Manners replies, in part,

The justification for children’s birthday parties was supposed to be to teach the child the responsibilities, along with the pleasures, that go with having friends and being a host.

The opposite is true nowadays. Apparently the only lesson learned from those childish parties, now continued throughout life, is It’s All About Me, with people eagerly and lavishly honoring themselves by ignoring the circumstances, wishes and tastes of their friends.

Lest you think Miss Manners is alone in her understanding that children’s birthday parties are training ground for future duties as a host, read Emily Post. 

And to clarify, both Post and Martin are referring to future training to host other people’s birthday parties, not one’s own, and many other hospitable opportunities.  Miss Manners further expounds on the rules regarding birthday parties for children and adults…

How often does the child have a birthday?  Perhaps you are confused by Miss Manners’s rule that limits major adult celebrations to only three in a lifetime. This is so as not to overtax one’s friends and appear childishly indulgent.

Miss Manners is more generous with actual children. She permits them a birthday party every year — at their parents’ discretion, and as long as there is no registry nonsense.

So then the question is, at what age is childhood finished? While she is inclined to leave this to the philosophers, her guess would be 18. Thus if a huge occasion is made of the 21st birthday, the next two could be scheduled at ages 50 and 100.

Continuing, Miss Manners answers a question as to whether a husband and wife can host a nice party for simple no reason at all other than an enjoyment of their friends.

Just for fun? You mean that it will not be a party in your own honor, and that you are not even expecting, much less demanding, presents?

That you have never heard of such a thing makes Miss Manners weep. Has society so thoroughly embraced the selfie event, complete with gift registry, that true social life has disappeared?

If so, thank you for reinventing it. Your guests will be puzzled at first, but may discover how pleasant it is to attend an event where the focus is on their enjoying themselves, rather than celebrating their hosts.

In the dim past, when socializing was done just for fun, the name of the event was an indication of the degree of formality. “Gala” is a term associated with fundraisers, so Miss Manners suggests your simply calling it a party.

You will still be besieged by guests asking, “What should I bring?” and “Where are you registered?” by others who have never heard of selfless hospitality. Miss Manners hopes that you will take the opportunity to explain it to them. It would be a nice custom to revive.

In this particular publication, Miss Manners handily explains that selfie birthday parties are not just about the expectation of material acquisitions but primarily about the focus of selfie parties being “all about you”.

The selfie party, for whatever excuse, has become commonplace. Adults throw themselves annual birthday parties; brides and expectant parents demand showers; and those who, like you, missed a possible milestone that could have been such an occasion ask for compensation.

At least you aren’t proposing this as an excuse to extract material tributes. And the desire to dress up for a festive time, in this era of relentless casualness, is understandable.

So give your formal party, buy yourself that dress and celebrate life. Just don’t advertise that it is all about you.  Occasion parties have so crowded out purely-for-fun parties that your friends are bound to be delighted and grateful.  And, that way, you will be celebrated for what you have done for others instead of what you have demanded for yourself.

And finally, Miss Manners explains in detail, yet again, why self hosting your own birthday party as an excuse to have a fun get together with friends doesn’t pass the etiquette muster.

DEAR MISS MANNERS: Was it tacky of me to throw my own birthday party?  I wanted to use my birthday as an excuse to have a fun party, so I invited friends, who all agreed in advance to share the cost of pizza, and I provided cake and cookies.  (A plain cake – I did not write “Happy Birthday, Me!” on it, which I do think would have been tacky.)  Some friends remarked that they thought it was strange for me to “celebrate myself” in this way – getting my own cake, etc.  But these friends certainly weren’t about to throw a party for me – nor did I expect them to – and this seemed like the best way to throw the party that I wanted for myself.  Is there established etiquette for throwing a party for oneself, and did I breach it?

GENTLE READER: Children give their own birthday parties, with the help of their parents, in the hope that it will teach them how to be gracious hosts.  But many of them must have flunked, because the adult birthday party, in which the host’s interest is in honoring himself, often at the expense of the so-called guests, has become common.

Do not expect Miss Manners to reassure you that this is a charming thing to do. As you heard, your own friends were not charmed, although it was unkind of them to say so.  It was, as you put it, “the party that I wanted for myself.” Where were your thoughts for your guests – other than that they should pay for the pizza?  How can they help noticing that you are prodding them to honor you?

It is not that mean old Miss Manners expects you to spend your birthday sulking along.  But there is a subtle – and nevertheless crucial – difference between wanting to celebrate with your friends, and instructing your friends to celebrate you.  By all means, throw a party, if that is what you wish, but then behave like a host.  That means planning it for the enjoyment of the guests, not just the fulfillment of your own preferences. It also means paying for the refreshments.

A particularly gracious touch would be refraining from calling it a birthday party, so that guests do not feel obliged to bring presents. But perhaps that is too much to expect, on top of your having to pay for the pizza.

Is anyone getting the theme throughout Miss Manners’ comments?   If not, allow me to elucidate you.   The mature, gracious adult does not engage in hospitality that brings honor upon themselves but instead focuses their hospitality on serving others.   There is no way to host your own birthday party without drawing attention to the fact that the day of your birth needs to be celebrated with all the attention directed upon you.

Several readers commented that hosting her own birthday party does serve her guests according to the Ehell criteria because she provides all the entertainment and refreshments.  I’ve read some pretty creative claims over the years that guests really are being served by a faux pas. Money dancing, for instance.     “I’m serving my guests who want to have a dance with me/want to give me money but can’t figure out how to do it.  What I get out of it is the satisfaction of giving my guests the chance to dance with me and not be awkward in handing me money.”  And on and on.   If we were truly then serving our guests in this manner, brides would carry their iPhones with a credit card swipe device to facilitate their guests’ ease in gift giving.

If one believes that providing the refreshments defines what being a gracious host or hostess is,  you need to renew an acquaintance with what hospitality really entails.   Being an excellent hostess is a selfless job where the needs of the guests are paramount.   You cannot function as a host looking to serve the needs of your guests when the guest of honor is you, when the raison d’etre of the event is about you, when the entire reason why people were invited is to focus on you.   You could host the birthday party of the decade paying for extravagant food and hiring a killer band for guests to dance and you will still have failed as a host because the sole reason you planned and executed the party was to celebrate you. I’m continually amazed at people who declare that their birthday is so important to them that they must host a party, spend considerable time and money executing this party yet have no concept that maybe a friend’s birthday is as equally important to that person and perhaps their resources would be better used in hosting birthday parties for friends.