There are numerous names for this behavior, of course. Origins are hard to pin down, tho some blame the English. And while leaving a social gathering without saying thank you and fare thee well to one's host/hostess may be considered rude, it also has merit, IMO.
The long goodbye is public acknowledgement the event has lost its luster. It only encourages others to depart early. Better to quietly exit.
Goodbyes take up too much time, and pull the host/hostess away from other duties. Just slip out the door, friend. Do it before your host presses you to take home a turkey leg, a half bottle of wine, or piece of cake.
Goodbyes always seem to involve someone pressing for a commitment of some kind, a directive to call next week to schedule a lunch or a round of golf or a promise to help with a project. Just disappear.
Goodbyes require one to fib. "Grand party, wonderful time, exquisite food, beautiful dress, such well mannered children, adorable puppy, lovely home, etc." Better to avoid that sort of thing.
It feels a bit naughty to leave without a word, sure, but there is also the rush of freedom, the feeling of having escaped a trap of sorts.
Being well mannered, I would never, ever engage in this sort of thing myself, but can see why some might be tempted to indulge.
How 'bout you? Have a story to tell?
The long goodbye is public acknowledgement the event has lost its luster. It only encourages others to depart early. Better to quietly exit.
Goodbyes take up too much time, and pull the host/hostess away from other duties. Just slip out the door, friend. Do it before your host presses you to take home a turkey leg, a half bottle of wine, or piece of cake.
Goodbyes always seem to involve someone pressing for a commitment of some kind, a directive to call next week to schedule a lunch or a round of golf or a promise to help with a project. Just disappear.
Goodbyes require one to fib. "Grand party, wonderful time, exquisite food, beautiful dress, such well mannered children, adorable puppy, lovely home, etc." Better to avoid that sort of thing.
It feels a bit naughty to leave without a word, sure, but there is also the rush of freedom, the feeling of having escaped a trap of sorts.
Being well mannered, I would never, ever engage in this sort of thing myself, but can see why some might be tempted to indulge.
How 'bout you? Have a story to tell?