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I've been chewed out for holding a door for a female on two separate occasions.

My response?

Sorry ma'am, I mistook you for a lady.

...and then the fight started.

[verga]

I've been chewed out for holding a door for a female on two separate occasions.

I went out with a young "lady" and she would hurry to the door to hold it for me. After the second date I never called her again. I told her friend that when she felt she deserved respect to let me know. Nice Girl but seriously messed up with, the feminist stuff.

[Born to Conserve]

“Sorry ma’am, I mistook you for a lady.”

When I was about four feet tall, I was holding a very, very heavy department store door open for my mother. I continued to hold it for several more ladies, until one said “chauvinist!” as she entered the doorway. I let it fly. Knocked the btch right on her fem butt. I looked up at my mom expecting to catch hell only to find a wry smile and a wink.

[Monkey Face]

That’s funny...I always say “thanks!”

Living alone for so long has its drawbacks, though. I often forget for the doors to be opened and the chairs to be pulled out.

*sigh*

I DID know how to do all that, once upon a time.

[Mr. Lucky]

15 years or so ago I was leaving a DC subway station as a middle aged lady, with both arms full of stuff, was trying to push the door open to enter. Nobody else seemed to notice her plight so I held the door for her. Her only response was: you must have been raised in Indiana.

I was, so I took it as a compliment.