Tradition Is Wrong

“My son suddenly grew enormous. He insisted on eating bacon and fried eggs in the morning instead of drinking a bowl of miso soup like we used to do. He refused to use chopstick because using fork and knife was easier for him to eat. I didn’t know when he had started to drink milk glass by glass. I didn’t know when he had started to pour four patches of ketchup on his rice because he said the food I cooked was flavorless. He spoke perfect English, just like what I heard on the radio, and when I was bowing before the kitchen god and clapping my hands, he would roll his eyes to show his scorn and say,

My family’s traditional Sunday sauce is when my mother’s side of the family gathers for an early dinner to enjoy pasta, meatballs, sausages, and pork cooked in freshly produced tomato sauce. Regardless, the gathering occurs individually every Sunday in all of my family members’ households, however, when my grandparents were alive whoever was available to attend would sit at their long wooden table and enjoy their favorite meal. The setting was not clearly pleasant due to my family’s sarcasm, although deep down, we felt blessed to have each other’s company. Being a large Italian family, we had no choice but to be cramped in my grandparent’s tiny kitchen, where everyone previous to eating seemed irritated and anxious to eat the delicious meal

It was a Friday night, at the Peoria Civic Center. I was there for the Heartland Heroes Concert. This was a fundraiser for the American Red Cross. I went to the concert with my mom, Ashley, and her mom. RaeLynn, Scotty McCreery, and another local girl country singer was there. The concert was incredible. The concert ended at about 10:00 P.M. We all went out to dinner after the concert. We all decided on Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner. When we arrived at Buffalo Wild Wings they told us we could sit out on the patio or the bar. The main dining area was full. We decided to sit out in the patio. The patio was all enclosed, so it wasn’t cold out there. We chose to sit at a small square table in the back. There was only one other group of people out

My favorite restaurant was called Mother’s it was a buffet kind of restaurant but it was good food, plus they gave me a whole lot of it. Mother also had traditional Southern Food like Red Beans and rice and Gumbo. The next place we went, I forgot the name of it, but they sod poleboys (huge sandwiches) I think I spelled it wrong but they were good too. The last place we went to was some kind a pastry/dessert place and they had mint ice cream so it was good too.

When our waiter came to take our orders when I ordered I was practically yelling at him and making minimal eye contact with him. The when our food was served I ordered spaghetti for a reason I did not use my silverware I used my hands and slurped some of it as well. My friend Andrea asked me what I was doing I told her I was eating what is she doing she also asked me why I wasn’t using my fork I responded with I didn’t really feel like using it. And instead of using my napkin I would wipe my dirty hands on my shirt and pants. My friend Leticia that was in on the violation told me people where giving me negative sanctions and that the waiter as well as others wouldn’t stop staring and pointing at me. My norm violation was that I used my hands to eat instead of my fork, because we are not barbarians especially at a nice

BBQ family they also offer that day was a chef salad plus all card items such as cookies and chips hungry head

On Wednesday September 14, 2016 I went to your store to order a Hero sandwich; turkey with Muenster cheese, lettuce, mayonnaise, and tomato. It is a night special so the order is $2 off the regular price after 9 pm. I was in line and the man who was taking orders didn’t really seem up to his job sarcastically asking me “what do I want?” I placed my order. When my order came I saw the turkey still had some blood on it, and the cheese had hair on it. This was not alright with me. He observed me watching him and added sauce to the sandwich to cover up the blood and hair. I did not order or want the sauce. When he handed the bag to me he was very rude. I did not take the order or ask for my money back. I was very upset because I felt like he didn’t

Working as an event coordinator at Six Flags Magic Mountain, I get to meet a lot of new people. I host corporate and private events for business and families. My job keeps me entertained. I remember one day being at work and I was hosting a picnic for a company with over 200 employees. I was doing my normal walk through of the picnic area. I like to walk the entire area to make sure all my guests are enjoying themselves. I had made my way to the back area where the basketball court is located. I noticed there was a young pre-teen male, who looked about 12 years old. His behavior was usual for an atypical developing individual. He was jumping up and down in a circular motion. Other guests were uncomfortable and asked me to call security to have

It was a normal Tuesday night and my family and I walked into the local Apple Bee’s, one of our go-to restaurants because of the wide variety, good service, and great taste. The waitress led us to our table with a big smile on her face. She began by telling us her name, saying the specials for the day, and taking our drink orders. She then left while she got us our drinks, and she gave us time to look at the menu. She came back with our drinks and took our orders. Before she left once again to put our orders in, my dad presented her our coupon; buy one entrée get an entrée free. That is when the poor service began. The waitress wasn’t quite as willing to help us, her smile faded, the service was slow, and the food was good, but not amazing

. I kept assuming he would understand what that meant, but on the third mealtime interruption, when I was clearly annoyed, the kid say, “You guys are doing this again?” I don’t mean to imply that there is hot, fresh food waiting for my husband and children at six o’clock every day. Yet I recognize that we regularly enjoy what many other families is unable to do, break bread together at an evening meal. It used to be that families sat down to eat dinner together most nights, but the bustling nature of contemporary life, including parents’ work schedules, children’s extracurricular activities and the ease of fast food, make the practice less common.

One day last week I decided to take a trip over to Chick-Fil-A in Ridley, PA. It was about five minutes away from my house and I was craving some type of chicken. The two deciding factors which helped my decision is that it was fast and easy. I went with a friend and we decided to sit down to eat as opposed to going through the drive thru. The employee who took my order was very polite and after ordering she had said “my pleasure”. I noticed this was the norm after numerous employees said the same to my friend. Although they are likely told to say this, it was a sincere gesture. I ordered a 12 piece chicken nugget meal which came with fries and a drink, and a chicken sandwich. After my first bite I was immediately amazed by the food and enjoyed my meal.

Dinner's served. The beef's tough and the papas are mushy, but who cares? I pretend it's delicious because my dad lets me blabber about the Halloween carnival. He laughs out loud when I describe Vanessa's potato baby and Mrs. Cantu's creative cascarones, so I don't complain when I notice he served ranch-style beans straight from the can instead of heating them up first. Everything's great until he asks about my English class.”

I, Jen, decided to begin this norm violation at Casey’s. While standing in line to pay for my drink, I began inching closer to a middle aged man in front of me. I was so close that I was touching elbows with him. He looked at me and moved slowly away closer to the counter. He never spoke a word to me, but I could tell he did not like the fact that I was that close to

The waiters and waitresses were trying their best to provide great service, but it was easy to tell how inexperienced they were. Our waitress pushily asked for our drink order and without a pause to get our drinks she wanted to know our food order. We were in no particular hurry, but it seemed like she was. When she came back for our food order, another server interrupted her about information about a type of wing sauce. Our waitress then proceeded to walk off with the other server in the middle of us ordering. We felt disrespected and

Culture is politicized, wrapped in civilizational packages that just happen to coincide with geopolitical entities (Pieterse, 2004, p. 45). In this notion, a political autonomy is highly influenced by the local culture in a geographical location. The negative impact of integrating regulation with culture is the application in society due to the difficulty in distinguishing what is culturally wrong and what is lawfully wrong. Several different dimensions of national culture uncertainty avoidance (UAI) is when members of a culture feel threatened by uncertain or unknown situations (Lee, 2008, p 34-36). What are the uncertain situations differing from one culture to another and interpreting communication differently? Therefore, if the law is based