Shiny Wrapper – Rotten Inside


 Your shiny wrapper’s lost its sheen

now I’ve talked to you.

I can see now you’re kinda rude

and the waiter sees it too.


You’ve taken the time to place your knife

in the perfectly correct position.

But you’ve no time at all for me

and just don’t want to listen.


I’m happy you’re a great success

and those clothes are so in style.

But your shallowness is depressing

and I want to run a mile.


You’ve no interest in different folk –

your friends are all the same.

You’re missing the diversity

and it really is a shame.


I know my wrappings tatty

and you feel I’m second class.

But that’s ok I’m not your friend –

you’re nothing but an ass.


My mammy has a phrase

to show her point of view.

It’s one I think is fitting

and what I see in you:


I was dining out with a friend who has a fabulous career, is always stylish and socialises with business directors and career types. I was a watered down version of her in a past life.  I love this friend and although we are different, we have lots of shared interests and a long history.

That said, she is very particular about certain things I couldn’t care less about. After eating my meal, I placed my cutlery together on the centre of my plate and sat the plate aside. She was horrified. I DIDN’T POINT MY KNIFE INWARDS!

Apparently people with a ‘lack of table manners’ at corporate events stand out and are judged. Do you know what? I don’t care. I’m proud if I manage to work out the right cutlery and if I only drop my napkin 3 times.  If people ‘in the know’ are judging me, then whose problem is it? I don’t have a lot of time for those who base their opinion of me on where I place my knife at the end of a meal. There’s more to me than my knife placement.

A woman I worked with years ago was a ‘Dame’ – an honour bestowed on her by the Queen for her services to charity. Oh the irony! This Dame was telling a colleague how awful it was when the shopkeeper tried to converse with her – she had no time for shopkeepers’ small talk. It was obvious this woman believed the shopkeeper was ‘below’ her. Services to charity, eh?

The style, class, lovely table manners and titles given by the Queen are appealing and shiny on the outside – like a beautifully wrapped sweet. However, take that wrapper off and sometimes you discover something rotten.

I might not point my knife in at the end of the meal (!), but I’m always sure to thank the waiter and make polite (2 way) conversation around the table ensuring everyone is included.  I don’t have a title from the queen for my charity work, but I was brought up with good manners and I’m polite.  We’re all equals and each person has value – you’re no better than anyone else. As my mum says, ‘treat others as you wish to be treated yourself.’

I’m a sweet with a plain wrapper but I’m shiny on the inside! I just need to work on the shiny wrapping.

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25 thoughts on “Shiny Wrapper – Rotten Inside

  1. You do not need a shiny wrapper, you are just fine the way you are. My father (RIP) drilled into our heads constantly “Never let any one make you think they are better than you, and never think you are better than any one else.” I got tired of hearing it as a youngster but it has served me well throughout my 73 years on this earth and I was not afraid to open my mouth to them and tell them the truth about how they were acting. If I lost them as a friend, then they weren’t worth having a friendship with to begin with. “To thy own self be true.” Well done. :o)

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  2. Great message to leave out there. We’re all so worried all the time about our external appearance, how we come across physically. If only we took the time out to groom our soul, the world would be so much of a better place! 🙂

    Also I love the prose.. I attempted one of mine. I hope it’s okay if I leave a link - 🙂

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  3. It reminds me of the rotten inside “shiny red apple” family dynamic, which has someone behind it whose self-image is such that they cannot bear to look imperfect to themselves and are unable to see that the whole thing stems from their horribly low self-esteem. They project the unacceptable side of themselves onto the kids, not knowing that they are seeing their unacknowledged imperfections when they look at their kids instead of who the kids really are. The kids end up never feeling good enough and can become self-saboteurs or over-achievers, but achievements feel to them as never measuring up to what is set up to be impossible standards so they feel compelled to achieve (an empty) more. But they are always concerned about outward impressions from being ripped through and up and down if they don’t, and pull it off well if they’re achievers no matter how badly insecure they are inside. My source is the therapist and author Dr. Karyl McBride from her book “Healing the Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers”. Take it as you will 🙂 Have mercy on these people, nine times out of ten they feel awful deep down. Loving yourself no matter what in contrast to high self-esteem no matter the cost is a blessing. Seems like you have that blessing.

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    • Thanks again for your detailed response and I agree with everything you said. Someone I know who appears to be a shiny wrapper type of person who does judge, told me that deep down she has so many insecurities of her own and can’t help looking for fault in others. How sad 😦


      • It is, and in the case of harmful relationships that can’t go anywhere except toxic, it’s sure okay to distance yourself from them! It is so good that she can even admit her feelings to you. That is a happy thing, at least. What a good topic you brought up in your post.

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  4. Really, I get food all over the front of my shirt every time out to a restaurant; I have to cover my whole front with a napkin. It can be a drag with those linen napkins but I do very well dabbing my mouth after almost every three sips or so, but sinusitis forces me to excuse myself from the table. I am so glad the people I hang with don’t care :|)

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  5. Heyy, I wend ahead and nominated you for the “versatile blogger award” I really do not know if this means anything to you or if you’ve been already given the honour, but I know this much, that you deserve it 🙂 Lots of love and here is the link to my latest post explaining all the details about it and how you can participate –

    Enjoyy ❤

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  6. Very nice! It caught my eye when I saw the word “waiter.” My hubby is in the industry–sommelier. I think I am a lot like you. At one time I ‘cared” about how others saw/thought of me. These days, I am totally “take me as i am kind of a gal!” Really liked this!

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  7. Loved it. And oh so true. Society only seems to love those who put on a charade. Such a depressing thought. Sometimes makes me feel it would be more beneficial to conform.
    When in Rome, be a Roman, right?
    Thank you so much for assuring me I don’t have to.

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