Show some fucking manners*

You’d think the one place you’d find people with manners, who show respect for those around them, is a yoga class. You’d think that, but you’d be wrong.

I went to yoga today. And once last week. And a few times about a year ago. I know, with attendence this regular I’ll be Super Flexy Lady in no time.

At the end of the class, while the teacher is still talking, people get up and put away their mats and walk out. Rude.

And today, when everyone else was in a patient queue** to put our mats back on the pile, a young woman walked to the front, stood in front of the guy about to put his mat down, dumped hers on the pile and then walked off. Again, rude.

So much for respect for others and all that hippy shit.

* And don’t fucking swear.
** Oh, what have I become?

32 responses to “Show some fucking manners*

  1. Yoga classes are great places to practice pratyahara/sense withdrawal.

    Many is the time that I have wanted to hit the person next to me with a block for putting their mat too close to mine or for breathing in the wrong way.

    Eventually I figured out that the best thing to do was to focus on my breath, my body and become utterly self-absorbed.

    In the alternative failing which, farting loudly will also get you a space big enough to do your sun salutations in, even in a packed Mysore class…

    • The guy in front of me had really gross feet.

    • I can’t do the sense withdrawal thing…and G-d knows I’ve been trying for 10 years. I understand that the Mysore studio I practice in is very popular, which is awesome, but I like to choose who is on either side of me! This is virtually impossible because as the studio fills up, the mats get moved so others can fit.
      By the time I’m finished there is usually a cm or 2 between mats.
      Fine, unless one of my neighbors is a sweater…and I don’t mean a piece of clothing. They are also usually guys and guys sweat WAY more than girls. Undoubtedly, some ends up on my mat…YUCK YUCKITY YUCK.
      This morning, I had one next to me. He had a towel to mop his brow, which he did regularly, but he also kept dropping said towel in between our mats. THERE WAS NO ROOM FOR THIS. It kept ending up on my mat.
      I kept flicking it off with my toe, he didn’t get it.
      WTF.
      This is how I started my morning. It could only get better.

      N x

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  3. I blame the msm, the bastards always giving the impression that yoga is a peaceful self full filling exercise when the truth is as you have described , selfish grandstanding posers who dont even have the discipline to stack up their mats without upsetting other practitioners . Probably youngsters as well .Like you said no fucking manners . When will the media take up this issue properly once and for all.

  4. I do Yoga every week in a lovely country hall its a great way to start a day and as the classes rarely have more than ten participants its a great atmosphere. as for mats the solution is buy your own the thin textured ones are the best.

    Hari Om

    • Iain, I never would have picked that.

      • Oh I have been doing Yoga for few years now and it is really good for my injured back (from a Motorcycle crash) but it is also excellent for keeping me centred and calm even in times of calamity.
        In fact I’ll tell you am amusing anecdote:
        I was collecting my children from the bus stop in the car when my son complained about my Yoga mat being in the back seat.
        “What is this doing here” asked Mr E (age 6) ?
        “Oh that is for emergency Yoga ” said I bring my hands together in a yoga like gesture
        “There are time when I just have to pull over by the side of the road and do some quick asanas”
        My kids just cracked up.
        Anyway where I do my classes we all sit in a circle which is much nicer than sitting in rows.

  5. I was actually going to do yoga but then I heard you have to do it barefoot. And I have a problem with that. I have an intense phobia of feet. Even my own. I have to wear socks or shoes all the time. Even when I’m alone. I only take my socks off when my feet are under the covers. So other people’s feet is just too much for me. The only time I take my shoes and/or socks off is when I’m in a marae. And even then I always take a shawl so I can cover them when I sit down lest I pass out at the grossness of it all.

    Sorry, what were you talking about? Oh yes, people are so rude! You should have knocked that woman out. Sounds harsh but she probably wouldn’t have pushed in ever again. You’d be up on assault charges but it still might be worth it.

    • I didn’t go to an exercise class that sounded great because of the bare feet thing. Considering that there are a significant number of people with poor circulation who suffer constantly from cold feet the insistence on bare feet could be construed as being a mechanism to exclude a population of people. Sadly those of us with poor circulation are probably the ones who most need to be exercising to get the blood flowing strongly around our bodies.

    • Boganette
      May I suggest that you try doing yoga with your eyes closed that way you won’t have to see any feet 😉
      A good instructor tells you precisely what to do in clear verbal instructions and doing it with eyes closed avoids getting confused with the left/right issue that happens when you watch an instructor at the front of the class
      OM Shanti

    • I’m sure many people will find this surprising, but I haven’t been arrested for assaulting some douche canoe. Almost arrested trying to steal a car, nude, in France, but that’s a different story.

    • My foot phobia is no where near as bad as yours…. I just can’t stand people touching my feet (and I don’t really like touching other peoples feet) I have actual sweat inducing nightmares about some pervert breaking into my house and sucking my toes.

      On the up side, there was an actual study done that showed women who wear socks during sex orgasm 70% more than women who don’t wear socks during sex. I say get a yoga DVD, do yoga at home with your socks on. Warm feet and a bouncy pelvic floor and you’ll be having peel me off the ceiling orgasms while the barefoot ladies will be crying in their dandelion tea.

  6. I got on a packed peak hour commuter train and this woman was sitting with her eyes closed taking up an entire three seater. So I touched her shoulder and said “Excuse me”. She proceeded to tell me off for interrupting her meditation.

    She didn’t see the humour in her losing her cool over my interrupting something that’s supposed to help her remain cool.

  7. Am surprised rude yoga girl was so brazen about her disregard of others, especially if she’s a regular to the class. Now she’ll be forever regarded as the “Bitch Queue Jumper”. Personally I find public transport brings out the very worst in people. Not sure why .. perhaps because it brings a sense of anonymity and being alone even in a crowded space?

    Story One –
    One morning I was on on my way to work on a packed train when a man facing me pulled out a pair of nail clippers and proceeded to clip his finger nails. Little nail clippings were flying all over the place – and one landed on my lap. Gross gross gross!

    Story Two
    On a different train journey (on a less crowded train) a young woman pulled out a razor and dry shaved her legs. Seriously.

    At this rate there will be a need for a “Commuter Code of Conduct” on every carriage.

    • Hello melski, welcome to the News with Nipples. Rude yoga girl may be a regular, but I wouldn’t know because I’m not.

      Nail clippers on public transport is FUCKING DISGUSTING. I just vomited in my mouth a little. So gross. I’ve seen a guy start clipping his nails in a cafe. While I was eating my lunch at the next table. I made eye contact, looked at his nails and then down at my lunch, rolled my eyes and then moved to another table.

      As for dry shaving anything, ow ow ow.

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