I’m currently having to remember to open doors for myself, since I’ve not had to for 5 days.
The most awesome thing was when an upstate NY biker bent a knee and kissed my hand.
You get what give, from bikers.
I’m thinking her experiences might not be as pleasant as my own. :)
Okay-now I’m jealous-most of the guys I work with belong to a biker group that is all military vets, mostly Nam-they open the door of my truck for me, and unload my tools on jobsites-but no bent knees or hand kisses.
Ms Kelly would likely put her nose in the air and do the princess thing-it wouldn’t work out well.