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JulianN
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Well, that’s certainly an interesting conflation of concepts. Not sure how you got there.
This is terrible, but not something just for men to be aware of. I will gladly give up my seat to a pregnant woman or an elderly man or woman. I do usually wait a few minutes to see if there’s a man who will do it (because men should be doing it), and I’m cautious about offering my seat to elderly men because I don’t want to embarrass them.At nine months pregnant with me, my mother found herself standing on busses due to men who hadn’t been raised properly!
My dad made me learn how to change a tire and the oil - it was a requirement of getting a driver’s license in our family. Mind you, I’ve never done it since. He always did it, even well into my adulthood. He passed away a few months ago and I definitely miss being able to call upon him for that sort of thing.I guess we just have different experiences. I know how to change the oil and a tire. And certainly put gas in my own car.
I have never waited for a man to open the door to let me out unless he asked me to wait while he got the door. That would have been for a particular reason such as ice or something out of the ordinary. Usually men open the door for a woman to get in the car or to go in a building.I seriously don’t get the opening the car door thing in the modern age, though. (When waiting to get out.) I’d graciously go along if it seemed important to him.It is just rather awkward to sit there waiting while a man walks around the car to open a door.
Right. And if a man wants to open the car door for me when I’m getting in and it doesn’t require an awkward wait on my part, no problem. But it is also a thing to open the car door when you getting out.babochka:![]()
I have never waited for a man to open the door to let me out unless he asked me to wait while he got the door. That would have been for a particular reason such as ice or something out of the ordinary. Usually men open the door for a woman to get in the car or to go in a building.I seriously don’t get the opening the car door thing in the modern age, though. (When waiting to get out.) I’d graciously go along if it seemed important to him.It is just rather awkward to sit there waiting while a man walks around the car to open a door.
I think your husband doing those things is just awesome.I have appreciated his chivalry very much in those moments.
Yes, it is. We’re not used to that sort of rain around here and we’re just coming out of a long drought, so I’ve been leaving the house quite unprepared for the weather. It isn’t really a problem for me to make a mad dash in the rain from the car to the house, but it is nice that I don’t have to. He doesn’t follow any set of rules about chivalry, he just does what he can to make my life easier.babochka:![]()
I think your husband doing those things is just awesome.I have appreciated his chivalry very much in those moments.
In the modern world, it is nothing more (or less) than a gesture of respect.I seriously don’t get the opening the car door thing in the modern age, though. (When waiting to get out.)
So did mine–but I’ve changed a few, and found I had the wrong jack as recently as a year or two ago . . .My dad made me learn how to change a tire and the oil - it was a requirement of getting a driver’s license in our family. Mind you, I’ve never done it since.
I still call mine for such things, even having reached the ages where I get the same calls . . . I called him from the Mecum auction about starting an old car (a Kaiser, irc)–and it turned out that his father had had the exact car. (I called him another couple time, but more to point out stuff he’d love . . .).He always did it, even well into my adulthood. He passed away a few months ago and I definitely miss being able to call upon him for that sort of thing.
Give him a chance before getting out–if he’s coming around to do it, it night be a sign that you’ve found the right one . . (My [now] son in law actually asked my permission before throwing my daughter in the pool . . . [and, it was justified!] . . . {OK, so the bruise was in front of her heart, and the diagnostics at the ER cost me two grand . . . but worth every penny for what it showed me about him and respect for her . . })I have never waited for a man to open the door to let me out unless he asked me to wait while he got the door.
Yeah, but . . .It isn’t really a problem for me to make a mad dash in the rain from the car to the house, but it is nice that I don’t have to
Equal?simply that I want to be treated as an equal.
Equality in what though? If I may dare to speak for the venerable dochawk, I think what he was saying is that men and women in a vacuum are absolutely the same…except for almost everything. We are equal in human nature and our inherent dignity from God. But we are very different.Does that make the weaker men less equal?
Nothing I said suggest that. We are different, and calling groups “equal” does violence to the word.Does that make the weaker men less equal?