My Pet Peeve

My pet peeve is manners or to be more precise a lack of them. As a kid when it was being drummed into me I really did think my mother should get out more, get a life and not stress of the little things in life that didn’t matter. Now I am at the age that I can remember my mum being at and yes you guessed it I am stressing over the same small things. But I now know that these small things that were as annoying as a kid are actually a lot more valuable than money. Ok that might be stretching it slightly but you know what I mean, I hope.

As a new mums we very proudly get ‘little cute child’ to say “fank you” and “pees can I have” for all and sundry to show how good a parent we are that we have taught our child manners. We sit back on our laurels and tick off another task won. BUT we stop there. As if the jobs done.

I have a noticed that people I meet who are older than me, have all the manners that were drummed into them as they grew up.  There are from the older generation where manners where thought more of. As I meet people of my own age it is a little bit hit and misses but mainly a hit. We are the children of the older manner conscious generation. But the younger generation (you don’t know how old I feel saying those words) are more miss with hardly a touch of manners. People with young children themselves are going through the “pees and fanks” with their young children but in life they aren’t using manners themselves. Children learn by what they are brought up with.

The older I get the more I realise how much I appreciate manners. The older I get the more I realise I have less if any patience with anyone who hasn’t even grasped the first steps, the please and thanks you. The older I get the more I realise manners are become something for toddlers to use whilst they are young and something for old people to whinge on about.