Tonight, I went to a Winter Gala (gala = snobby word for party) which my church hosted. It was a formal event, so everyone was dressed well, and many of the people in attendance came as couples.
Upon leaving the gala, my two friends and me got into a car and were about to leave when a couple approached their vehicle not far from ours. I knew the girl personally, had even complimented her on her dress (such a gentleman, I am).
I watched to see if her date, which was not her boyfriend or anyone she had been seeing regularly, would open her car door for her. He did not. He went straight to the driver's side. I mean, come on. You just came from a gala and you're dressed to the nines. And I know you're only getting into a Corolla, but still.
I should've . . . rolled down my window and yelled, "What are you thinking?! Open the freaking car door for your date! Jeeze! Get a clue, buddy!" then I should've pointed to the girl and yelled "Don't even so much as kiss that loser! He's probably really bad at it, anyway! Just like how bad he is at common chivalrous acts such as opening a car door for a lady!" and continued yelling other similar things until the friend who was driving me home sped away in order to avoid further embarrassment.
When my sister was in high school, her date picked her up for prom. And we were all watching them get into the car and leaving. The guy didn't open the door for her originally, and the old lady next door came out and yelled at him, told her not to get into the car until he opened the door for her.
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That is what I love about old people, they do and say what is on their mind. Maybe when I'm 70 this blog won't read "I should've" but "I did".
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