Saturday, August 18, 2012

A Plea for Gentlementry

Following behind a young chap leaving a flower shop, I was surprised to find a glass door slammed in my face. After a hard smack to the noggin, I successfully made it to the curb only to find I had soiled my shoes in a rainy street puddle. What a day I say! To make matters worse, my only comfort was the snickering of a passing man quite amused by my soggy shoe situation. 
Every day at breakfast, I find myself opening the morning paper expecting the headlines to read, "Where have all the gentlemen gone?". It seems to me that "gentlemen" these days have left out the "gentle" bit and still wonder why women faint just reading the name of Gregory Peck. 
Grandma had it nice. Back in those nostalgic days, men held doors for dames and asked their fathers for a date with their daughter. Along with the parting era of the milkman, chivalry hasn't been seen since.
Since that fateful day when I first had a door shut in my face, I've been daydreaming about the olden days of gentlementry. If I ever come across a feller like the ones from grandma's day, I'll likely be in such a stupor that I may just declare "I do" then and there!
So men, help a lady into her coat, pull out her chair, and tip your hat to her to say good day! You're guaranteed to be the most popular lad in town!

By Curly Cue 8/18/12

1 comment:

  1. I like this!! So true! One of my good friends will hold open doors and do so any of the old gentleman things that when I firstet him and his brother I was dumbfounded! I thought gentleman were extinct! But there is hope ladies!! God has saved a rare few :)

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