|
?:reviewBody
|
-
Example: [Smith, 1983] Possibly it was the excitement of going out with Dave, her new boyfriend, for the first time. Alternatively, it could have been something she had eaten. Whatever the reason, Caroline had been stricken for the last hour with a rather bad attack of wind. By the time her date arrived it was all she could do to get from the house and into the car without disgracing herself. As Dave closed the door on her side and walked round to his, in desperation Caroline exploded with a very large and loud fart.Dave, getting into the driving seat, appeared not to have noticed. However, turning to her and indicating towards the back seat he said, Let me introduce my two friends, Linda and Brian. I thought they would like to join us tonight! Origins: On the all-time list of nightmare first date scenarios, this one, er, ranks right up there. It's the classic embarrassment tale, with the longed-for great first impression doing a crash-and-burn before the outing has even fairly begun. Our flatulent date story has been part of popular culture for decades, with the oldest print versions dating from 1976 and others recalling having heard it as far back as 1963. In each of these stories, it's always the girl who humiliates herself, and always in front of a surprise double date couple. Dating is an anxiety-ridden pastime, and a legend like this brilliantly captures our worst fears about what could go wrong. Horrifyingly, this isn't a legend about crazed killers or hooks left on car doors — this one actually could happen to us. A gitzy tummy leading to a mis-timed belch or expulsion of none-too-fragrant wind lies within the realm of possibility, and it would be just our luck for this to happen when an audience is present. We're an odd species. We know that gastrointestinal events are a normal, expected part of our existence, yet we live in terror that a burp or a fart will escape us while we're with others. Perhaps a refresher from Miss Manners is in order about how one properly reacts to such events: Acceptable noises. These are noises such as burping or the sounds accompanying choking, to which the response should come from the noisemaker himself, provided that the choking was not complete, in which case he is absolved of all social responsibility except that of having left his papers in order. Society acknowledges that these noises are made from time to time, but does not dignify them with a response. The offender says Excuse me, and the subject is considered closed.Unacceptable noises. Miss Manners does not plan to mention them, chiefly because they are unmentionable, but you all know who you are. What they are. At any rate, these are noises that are acknowledged by neither the noisemaker nor the noise recipient, because socially they do not exist. The practice of staring hard at the person next to you when, for instance, your own stomach has given off a loud rumble, is therefore to be condemned on grounds of etiquette as well as morals.In other words, if someone nearby cuts the cheese, the correct response is . . . nothing. Socially, the event did not happen, therefore to comment upon it would show a lack of culture. There; you may now let loose with impunity. Should the person next to you wrinkle her nose or offer comment, you are permitted to laugh inwardly at her faux pas. Oddly, stories about uncontrolled flatulence are often based on the presumption that out of sight is out of mind; that if the activity isn't observed, it won't later be smelled. In real life, farts aren't conveniently waved away — the evidence of them lingers in the air. The windy young lady of our story seems to presume her date won't notice anything amiss provided she lets loose when he's temporarily out of the car. In real life, very few of us would make that erroneous assumption. A related version of this tale has an even longer history, one reaching back at least to 1934:
(en)
|
![[This page as RDF]](http://data.gesis.org/claimskg/static/rdf-icon.gif){kind=icon}