GENTLE READER: A polite way would be to say, “Thank you; I will in just a moment.” Miss Manners agrees with you that it is ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: My 30-year-old cousin is getting married, and my relatives believe she is doing everything wrong. In fact, ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: A few months ago, I met a man on a singles website and we began dating. Things seemed to be progressing nicely between us until he blurted out that he was married. Miss Manners: ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I live in a great neighborhood with wonderful neighbors. A few of the ladies in my cul-de-sac have become close: looking out for each other, picking up delivered packages if they’re ...

Miss Manners: My daughter’s plan for a new tradition would upend our Thanksgiving routine Miss Manners: There’s nothing under his robe. Am I a prude because I keep my distance? Miss Manners: This is a ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: I have a number of food allergies. I can manage them when dining at home, and even in some restaurants, where I can choose what I can handle and request “leave-outs.” But dining at ...

Dear Miss Manners: My home has an open floor plan with the kitchen, living room and dining area all combined. This leads to guests meandering through the kitchen area while we’re preparing food.

DEAR MISS MANNERS: On our neighborhood app, one of my neighbors cautioned that two young men had recently knocked on her door. She could see them on the security camera and she did not know them. She ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: After a friend pointed out how often I talk over other people, I’ve been working to rein in this bad habit. In my personal life, this has gone well. At work, it’s been harder. I’m ...

Some crimes she has committed include holding the event on a Thursday and requesting that guests RSVP using a QR code ...

In today's Miss Manners column, advice columnist Judith Martin responds to a student who wants to leave focused friend for ...

DEAR MISS MANNERS: When my mother passed away some years ago, my brother and his wife placed a stuffed black cat toy in her casket. My mother had owned several black cats. Months later, I was opening ...