I attended my grand son's 8th grade graduation last May. Packed auditorium, hot, wringing wet with sweat. At the end of the ceremony the announcer told everybody to keep their seats until the teachers had completely filed out of the building.
Two exits, I was on the opposite end of where the teachers were exiting and my exit was wide open except for some old hen standing there. I approached the exit and she held her hands out in front of her to stop me. I breezed right by her and she said, "you have to wait until the teachers are gone"
I said, "not in this lifetime" and walked out the door.
She must think that I have no respect for teachers. She might be right.
Decades ago, being a teacher was a "calling" for educated upper-middle-class women. I think it was then that the teacher culture got into its collective head that the peasants that they ministered to should treat them like noblewomen.
These days my attitude would be "You are a unionized public employee, just like my sanitation man and postman. I will treat you as politely as you treat me, but do not ever have an expectation of deference"