I don’t expect a big reward when I hold open the door for someone. It’s just common courtesy, and a simple smile or a thank you is enough for me. But what I don’t expect is to have to pay a price for being courteous.
Today, while visiting the post office, I was about to walk in when I saw a woman approaching the door while carrying a large box. I held open the door for her, she walked through, then paused in the foyer while I hurried around and held open a second door.
Okay, no problem so far, but because I held open the doors, now she’s in line ahead of me. Wouldn’t you think that if some guy helped you through a couple of doors, that you’d at least let him go first in line? After all, he was there first before you came along! Well, not this woman, who proceeded with several lengthy transactions while I waited behind her with one simple item on my agenda, which took all of 30 seconds to complete once she finally cleared out.
Yeah, I get it, it’s a small aggravation, but returning courtesy with rudeness is enough to make me want to let people open their own damned doors from now on, no matter how much stuff they’re carrying.
But of course I won’t do that. I’ll play the sucker again, maybe as soon as tomorrow. I’ll be the guy with the word “DOORMAT” printed across his chest, and knowing that is enough to drive me batshit crazy!