Hold the door

Guys!  Hold the door for me.  Please!  I expect it.  I’m not sure if this is part of my southern upbringing or my age or just the fact that I am a girly girl, but if there is a man in the vicinity and I am approaching a door, I expect him to do everything in his power to have it open for me by the time I get there.  I also expect to be offered the last chair and if I drop the load I’m carrying, I want help picking it up.

I just want the male population to know that there are some of us who appreciate and expect your consideration.

I talked at length a while back with a male friend about this conundrum and he no longer knew what to do when faced with one of these possibly volatile situations.  He was raised to treat women with respect and open doors, pull out chairs and pay for dinner, but he never knows when his civilized gestures are going to make him the brunt of an attack.  He’s been subjected to cursing by the ones who don’t need or want his help, but he’s also experienced the thankfulness of those who do.  Ladies, men have a hard enough time trying to figure us out, don’t you think?  I pity them sometimes.

To all the guys out there, if you open a door for me or perform any other chivalrous act, you are going to get a great big thank you with a smile.