Look, just because I hold the door for you doesn’t mean I’m trying to sleep with you! It’s so lousy of you to sneer at me like I’m doing something wrong—it’s called being polite. I would hold the door for anyone walking a reasonable distance behind me, or exiting when I want to enter. I don’t even expect people to say “thanks” anymore, but to actively look at me like I’m a piece of shit? Just uncalled for and it really puts me in a bad mood. —Just Trying to be Polite
This article appears in Aug 31 – Sep 6, 2017.
You’re treading on thin ice, my friend, unwanted door openings = rape. You never know what might trigger the fragile psyche of the snooty bitch that thinks everyone wants to fuck her. Next time let it slam in her face and give her the finger through the glass, if she looks up from her smartphone where she’s reading tweets about crushing it at Hot Yoga.