Miss(ed) Manners didn’t really start out as a blog, well it sort of did, kind of. One day, in 2004, on the way into work I got offered Crystal Meth and hot gay sex by a complete stranger and the retelling of it on a messageboard (www.rhythmism.com) started what would become a weekly bitch fest. I’m not kidding.
Originally, I’d hoped to spread a message of good manners and etiquette to the unwashed masses.
If only it were that easy, actually, if only it were that neccessary. For the most part, people are exceedingly nice in New York: they say, “please” and “thank you,” they hold elevator doors, they let the pregnant lady sit in their seat.
What I try to do is go out and find the 1% that are the complete and utter twats, just hang out with them all day and then illustrate why I think they should be shot in public.
It’s a family blog.