Brown-Eved Girl wrote a post about etiquette issues, not sending thank you notes, among the issues. And she got a few crappy comments about offending readers. She later apologized for offending folks.
Isn't this kinda backwards? She writes about etiquette and gets rude remarks. Sort of baffles the mind.
Anyway, when I was a child, I had to write Thank You notes. When I was in earlier grades, these notes sort of sucked the air out of some of the fun in getting stuff. About 2:30 PM on Christmas Day, my mother would say, "I want you to have all of your Thank You notes written in the next two days.
So for the next two days, I thought about Thank You notes. I would look at my pile of toys and sigh. Darn it, I needed to write Thank You notes. And I would look at my gifts differently as well. Oh, Aunt Mary got me a dress for my Drowsy Doll. She doesn't really like pink all that much and will probably not wear it all that much. But I still have to spend hours writing Aunt Mary her freakin' Thank You note. Ten minutes in those days seemed like hours. I actually think if children were allowed to play with nuclear material, the Manhattan Project would have taken two weeks, or a week-and-a-half without nap time.
As I matured, I started enjoying writing Thank You notes. I had special paper, would write my Thank Yous in flowery prose, and I would place the stamp up-side-down on the envelope. It went from being a chore to something I really wanted to do. Oh, and I could tell on my siblings for not writing their Thank You notes. An added bonus.
Now I still write the notes, and now, I think it sets me aside from others. Everyone is so busy with this and that, twittering about what they are doing, downloading music for their iPods, writing Facebook entries. They don't have the time to write a Thank You note and send it in the mail. At times, I have thought about e-mailing Thank Yous, but it just does not seem the same. It won't have the same impact, I guess.
I know most people have stopped sending Thank You notes, but it doesn't seem like these people should send Brown-Eyed Girl a bunch of hate comments so that they feel better about not observing this custom. Thank You notes may be dying out, but good manners should be observed.
I feel like I should be ironing my husbands shirts, watching Ozzie and Harriot, and preparing a pot roast for dinner tonight. Yikes.