So tonight I had dinner with a friend. This friend at first glance seems like the least graceful guy you could ever meet... You'd think the only rules he has down pat are those necessary to play beer pong and tackle football. And yet, when we got to a door, he opened it, when we ordered our food, he carried it, and all and all, he was (albeit some serious social awkwardness) the perfect gentleman.
Who would have known?
Lately I've been thinking about chivalry. I expect the man to well, be the man. To open car doors, house doors, apartment doors, shopping center doors, restaurant doors, and basically any other doors we may encounter.
And so I wonder, is chivalry something all men are aware of, and some just choose to disregard, or are some just clueless?
And if a man is not inherently chivalrous, can you change him from a frog into a prince?
Or will he just be acting chivalrous to get what he wants (you) and eventually get bored and return to his old, non-prince charming self?
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