Old fashioned?
I held a door for a ‘Lady’ a couple of months ago who as she approach it launched in to some tirade culminating with “I’m a lady not a cripple I can open my own **** doors” and then seemed quite shocked that I abruptly shut said door right in her face as she was about to pass through it and she walked in to it. Miserable harpy.
Enough to hold a door open for someone out of courtesy, regardless of gender, but if someone launched into a rant like that I’d have done the same.
The verbal reply would be along the lines of “if you were a lady, you’d smile and say thank you”
As it happens, I think I’ve only ever once had a woman glare at me for having the affrontery to actually hold a door open: sour-faced old baggage with a mouth like a poodle’s bottom. I just said “no, thank you. Bitch” to her retreating back.
Cow.
Otherwise, no. Currently listening to Feed The Tree by Belly, 320Kb AAC file ripped from CD on my A/V system, music played from my Mac Mini, controlled by the Remote app on my pad or phone.
Beats the hell out of having to get up and turn a record over, or take a CD out and put another one on.
Although I am going to have to get my lazy ass off the couch to get a shot glass and my bottle of Laphroaig. Life can be such a trial, sometimes… [sigh] 😉