Recalling a kerfuffle at the door of a restaurant two men and two women were about to enter, where one of the chaps, though at the very rear of the foursome and all of them in a rather tight space, INSISTED that HE open the door instead of the woman who was ‘right there’ at the door. It’s fine, said the woman at the door, casually reaching for the handle. “No, it’s not,” said the man, elbowing his way through in an effort to assume his role as Gallant And Well Mannered Fellow. “Honestly, I’ve got it,” said the woman, now opening the door for the second woman to pass through as the second woman was also ‘right there’, at which point the Gallant And Well Mannered Fellow had a not-so-small fit, declaring loudly that HE WOULD GET THE DOOR and indeed he was now AT the door and ‘getting it’ (i.e. actually shoving the first woman out of the way so he could ‘get it’) for the party of four to pass through. Ladies first of course.

Why thank you, sir.

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