DEAR ABBY: My husband was going to a meeting at the home of a fellow temple member. Because I was baking for a cookie exchange and had plenty available, I sent a lovely plate of cookies with him. The hostess thanked him, but didn't serve them. I'm fine with that. But as he was leaving, she presented him with the still-wrapped plate and said she "couldn't possibly" accept them. Is it me, or is that odd? -- COOKIE BAKER
DEAR COOKIE BAKER: Yes, I think it's odd -- unless the hostess or someone attending the meeting had a severe allergy to an ingredient that might have been in the cookies, such as nuts. While it was not unusual (or rude) to not use the gift of food in the meeting, it was odd to return it.
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I agree. It really doesn't matter why. If she didn't want to eat them, she could toss them, take them to work to pass out or whatever. That is not how you receive things from people. We criticize kids for being raised in a barn and then adults do it and we make excuses for them.
I agree that it was beyond rude, regardless of the reasons behind it. If an allergy or dietary or religious reason prevented the hostess from serving them, she still should have accepted them graciously, thanked the giver and then dispose of the cookies however she chose. I like the option of taking them to work. Even if she wanted to throw them out, in a kosher kitchen, there is a special trash for items that are not kosher. Deal with it.
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We used to have neighbors like this. They were weird. I just chalked it up to weirdness. Every Christmas I make a little goody basket of homemade treats for my neighbors. When I would take theirs over they'd refuse to take it. They were weird people in general. We are not nosy neighbors nor do we hang around scoping out what they did. But if we were getting out of our car we'd say hi, how are you. Beautiful day out. Then go in. To me that was just being polite and neighborly. Whenever they would see us pull up in our driveway they'd rush in the house and wait till we were back in ours so they could return outside without us talking to them. Weird. So glad they're gone. We have a really super nice young couple there now.
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Me either. They were here two or three years. He got transferred somewhere and they moved Christmas day. We have a super nice couple there now. They kinda make me sick (j/k) because they're the all American couple. Sam and Kate. Both have great jobs. He's a carpenter for a hobby. He built my son some fish tank stands. He built a four poster bed frame. Gorgeous. Kate is beautiful. He builds picture frames for her to decorate and sell.
Glad the weird people are gone. They weren't bad neighbors, just weird. And it's weird because they had a baby and both their parents came over when we were outside one day and introduced themselves. They named their little boy Oliver. Strange.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
About hiding from your neighbors? Or not accepting cookies from them? They were weird.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
We used to have neighbors like this. They were weird. I just chalked it up to weirdness. Every Christmas I make a little goody basket of homemade treats for my neighbors. When I would take theirs over they'd refuse to take it. They were weird people in general. We are not nosy neighbors nor do we hang around scoping out what they did. But if we were getting out of our car we'd say hi, how are you. Beautiful day out. Then go in. To me that was just being polite and neighborly. Whenever they would see us pull up in our driveway they'd rush in the house and wait till we were back in ours so they could return outside without us talking to them. Weird. So glad they're gone. We have a really super nice young couple there now.
Maybe they were in Witness Protection
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We used to have neighbors like this. They were weird. I just chalked it up to weirdness. Every Christmas I make a little goody basket of homemade treats for my neighbors. When I would take theirs over they'd refuse to take it. They were weird people in general. We are not nosy neighbors nor do we hang around scoping out what they did. But if we were getting out of our car we'd say hi, how are you. Beautiful day out. Then go in. To me that was just being polite and neighborly. Whenever they would see us pull up in our driveway they'd rush in the house and wait till we were back in ours so they could return outside without us talking to them. Weird. So glad they're gone. We have a really super nice young couple there now.
Maybe they were in Witness Protection
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh that would be fun!
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou