I can wait a moment to hold the door open for you.

This morning I rolled out of bed around 10:00 am, made a coffee, drank it, did one hundred push-ups, and checked my emails. Afterward, I put some clothes on and went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes. When I got to the front entrance door, I heard some people get off one of the elevators. I turned back to take a quick look before I continued on my way.

There were two women around the same age, one walking in front and another following ten steps behind. The woman walking in front had long wavy hair all the down to the middle of her back. She had a slim figure, and she was wearing high heels. Her nails were done, she wore a nice red lipstick and not too much makeup. She was dressed in an elegant way that didn’t reveal too much. The expression on her face was pleasant and welcoming.   

The woman following behind had an unpleasant expression on her face. She was a frumpy looking woman with very short hair. Her body had the shape of a Coca-Cola can, and large colorful tattoos were visible on her arms.

After quickly assessing the women behind me, I naturally decided to wait and hold the door open for the first woman. She politely smiled and thanked me. I then proceeded to walk to the supermarket next door to buy cigarettes. As I approached the supermarket, I saw the entrance door crash in the second woman’s face.

I want to end this post by saying that I didn’t do that on purpose. It was a natural behavior, and I didn’t think too much about it until after it happened. I saw that the woman walking in front possessed a high polarity of femininity. Therefore I instinctively decided to wait and hold the door open for her. The woman walking behind didn’t possess even 1% of elegance. Consequently, I didn’t have one extra second to hold the door open for her.

 

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