Etiquette Help

SK - so sorry about the Wonder Poodle. (((((hugs)))))

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Originally Posted by OakLeaf

Whoa.... easy there. I agree it's a little facile for me to throw out diagnoses online, and I apologize for that . . .

I was just echoing what others have said, that when someone doesn't automatically understand how their behavior might be offensive to others, indirect approaches have a high chance of going right over their head.

'Kay?

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Thank you very much, Oakleaf.

I don't know yet that he doesn't automatically understand how his behavior is different. I haven't had the opportunity to try the "kind, but direct approach" but based on past history with him it works. I couldn't articulate the "kind" part and that is why I asked the question in the first place. I needed the right words.

There were many great ideas in the first responses which answered my very simple question.

And people behave differently in museums and galleries than they do in a friend's home as their perception is that the rules are different. He simply needs a kind explanation of the rules.

Thank you all for the kind condolences for my Wonder Poodle. I was fortunate to have had his friendship for twelve wonderful years. OK, gotta go find the Kleenex box.

"If you pick it up, you have to dust it."

and hand him a dust cloth.

"and if you break it you bought it"

and take his charge cards :cool: deed to the house .... pink slip to the car ....

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Originally Posted by Trek420

Duck on Wheels who was the artist that our mutual brother and the artists son were playing in the attic and running around on the still drying paintings? Wasn't that Ad Rheinhardt? So there's probably a painting in the Gugenheim with faint brother of the Duck footprints :p.

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I don't remember a running-around-in-the-attic episode, but I do remember playing hide and seek in a garage-studio with brother, son-of-artist and son of another artist (André I think that kid's name was; lived up on Sonoma Mt. very near the McChesneys). I think I was the one who had the bright idea of climbing up to hide on one of the shelves, placed a hand over the edge, and splat ... right into a drying oil painting. So maybe there's a DoW handprint on something in the Gugenheim. Now who was that artist ...? Mom took me to see an exhibit of his work in the Sonoma County Museum a couple years back. Ralph something? Mom would remember.

Oooh, maybe it was Mac? Is that how he started doing the splatter patterns?

http://www.metroactive.com/papers/so...sney-0525.html

Anywho, SK. When's the next time your friend comes over?

Let us know how it goes.

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Oooh, adroit little veer back to topic.

Oh hai!

SK -- having suffered a number of broken treasures, I feel your pain. Smack him with a newspaper and say NO! BAD MAN! :D

Snap-LOL!<snorting sparking water> If that doesn't work, SK, I'm afraid he's hopeless.

Hee hee. I think I've had the pleasure of meeting the gent in question, and he seems trainable. :cool:

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Originally Posted by snapdragen

Oh hai!

SK -- having suffered a number of broken treasures, I feel your pain. Smack him with a newspaper and say NO! BAD MAN! :D

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I bow to your ingenuity. Since he frequently asks me to save newspaper article, it will be tres easy to have one handy.:D

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Originally Posted by jobob

Hee hee. I think I've had the pleasure of meeting the gent in question, and he seems trainable. :cool:

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Yup. A couple of you have (one spent an entire day riding with him). Considering where he's employed, I suspect that he knows plenty of social boundaries.

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Originally Posted by SadieKate

Yup. A couple of you have (one spent an entire day riding with him). Considering where he's employed, I suspect that he knows plenty of social boundaries.

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Boundaries? We don't need no stinkin' boundaries.....

The next time he picks up something, say in your best shocked voice, "George! (or whatever his name is) I KNOW your parents taught you to look with your eyes, NOT with your hands.

That ought to embarass him right quick and put an end to the problem.

That's what MY parents always said to us anyway. Seemed to work.

Good one! :D

I can do school marm voice.