It seems there is a tad less courtesy in the world these days than before. And mind you, I am not talking of chivalry.
A few minutes back (dark enough to be called night), I opened the iron gate of my house to go out. The 30 pound gate unhinged and fell over me. With great difficulty, I balanced myself and the gate and for a few minutes was at a loss about what to do next. The husband was in the room farthest to the gate, with the door closed to aid the A/C, and no amount of hollering out for him would get him.
Just ouside the opposite house was our news paper delivery guy, waiting to collect his money from the lady of the house. A 30-something man of good health and reasonable size, and hopefully no night-blindness, fully aware of my predicament. He chose to collect his money from the lady of the house, mount his cycle and ride away, leaving me holding the gate. Another young man from another opposite house (apparently a guest), steps out of the house, and while I think he is heading my way to assist me, heads in the opposite direction for his after supper "walk".
Where are we going wrong here? Agreed, you need not be chivalrous (although, I personally have no problems with chivalry, I am old fashioned enough to consider it romantic), it is superfluous and may even be considered an insult by self-respecting women. But basic courtesy? What is wrong in just helping a woman in trouble? Or just anyone in trouble? If they had approached me, I would have merely asked them to ring the door bell to have the husband come out to deliver me from the 30 pound gate balancing between my muscle-free hands and little toe.
Anyway, I managed to move the gate into a stable position, ran in to get the husband, who fixed the gate in five minutes. The gate is fine now. I am not. My fingers and little toe are bruised, and I am madder than a wet hen.
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