RadioHead
Familiar Face
- Messages
- 78
- Location
- Saint John, N.B., Canada
Makes no difference who...
I will hold the door open for no matter whom is behind me when I enter or leave a building; old, young, male, female, indeterminate- even the surly teenagers who don't even grunt an acknowledgement.
I was once walking through a shopping mall and noticed a well-dressed elderly lady standing in the middle of the corridor with one glove in her hand and a matching glove lying about 3 feet away from her. She was looking in a different direction from the glove, so I picked up the glove and handed it to her with "Did you drop this, ma'am?". She told me she had been waiting quite some time for a man to come and pick it up for her, as she believed it was "bad luck" for a lady to pick up her own dropped glove. No matter.
I have begun touching the brim of my hat when I encounter ladies, but so far I haven't had anyone comment on it, so it can't be all that unusual.
For most of my life, men here in the province of New Brunswick did not routinely shake hands with other men, especially those of their acquaintance. Even when meeting a stranger for the first time, handshakes were not de rigueur. From about 20 years or so ago, I noticed that New Brunswickers have joined the hand-shaking community, and I find I now shake hands even with close friends I haven't seen recently.
I enjoy it.
"RadioHead"
I will hold the door open for no matter whom is behind me when I enter or leave a building; old, young, male, female, indeterminate- even the surly teenagers who don't even grunt an acknowledgement.
I was once walking through a shopping mall and noticed a well-dressed elderly lady standing in the middle of the corridor with one glove in her hand and a matching glove lying about 3 feet away from her. She was looking in a different direction from the glove, so I picked up the glove and handed it to her with "Did you drop this, ma'am?". She told me she had been waiting quite some time for a man to come and pick it up for her, as she believed it was "bad luck" for a lady to pick up her own dropped glove. No matter.
I have begun touching the brim of my hat when I encounter ladies, but so far I haven't had anyone comment on it, so it can't be all that unusual.
For most of my life, men here in the province of New Brunswick did not routinely shake hands with other men, especially those of their acquaintance. Even when meeting a stranger for the first time, handshakes were not de rigueur. From about 20 years or so ago, I noticed that New Brunswickers have joined the hand-shaking community, and I find I now shake hands even with close friends I haven't seen recently.
I enjoy it.
"RadioHead"