Doors

Okay! So this is my very first post on Classy and True and I think that it would be best to start out with a very simple topic: Doors.

Imagine this: You’re walking across the parking lot at the grocery store when it suddenly starts to rain violently! You hurry toward the door, tripping slightly as your Toms (or whatever brand name of shoes you’re wearing) get caught on a crack. You don’t fall, but you’re getting wetter and wetter by the minute. On the bright side, you’re about ten steps away from the glorious dryness that is Safeway. You’ve got this. You’re good to go. You’re going to buy some organic almond milk, a bag of bananas, a loaf of gluten-free bread (I guess you’re trying to be healthy or whatever), and-okay, that chocolate bar on special right beside the till-and get the heck out of there. This is your plan. It is a good plan. But then you get to the door and a man checking Facebook on his phone is ahead of you. He pushes the door open for himself and you walk up behind him, assuming that a functioning member of society understands the convention of holding the door for the person behind him, and begin to walk through the door way when BAM!! The plexy glass and steel battering ram called a door slams against your arm and face. The man didn’t hold the door for you. Your entire trip is ruined by poor door etiquette.

When I walk through a door in a public place, I (a) wait to see if somebody else is waiting to walk out and let them go first, (b) hold an arm out behind me just in case anybody is coming through. It would be mean to let the door close on somebody. I feel like these are pretty simple concepts, but apparently they aren’t. I don’t know what it is with people today; maybe we’re in a constant state of late or maybe we’re over stimulated and have too much on our minds. Or maybe we just don’t care about each other. This last point seems to be the answer when a door closes on me or I run to catch the door after someone and they just let it close. I end up thinking to myself, maybe people are just jerks.

I’d like to believe that people aren’t jerks and that they are simply preoccupied with the growing amounts of information with which we are faced every day. This is easier to stomach.

There is also the possibility that maybe parents and society, in general, don’t teach manners anymore. My own parents worked to set a good example for my siblings and me and I’d like to think that I’m a polite and respectful person because of it.

I don’t let doors hit people and I thank those who do the same for me. Ultimately, it comes down to treating others as we want to be treated ourselves. If I don’t hold the door for somebody who has his or her arms full, then maybe somebody won’t hold the door for me when it’s pouring rain and I’ve got a stack of books in my arms.

Maybe that’s the way to inspire door etiquette: think of yourself and what you want and then project that onto your behaviour around other people. While this concept feels selfish, it also makes sense in a world where a lot of doors are opening and closing on a lot of innocent people.

Before I end this surely-stimulating discussion of door etiquette, I guess that it is important to mention an exception for door holding. Don’t hold a door for somebody who is too far away. If they are still halfway across the parking lot or street, then holding the door for them puts the burden on them to hurry up to catch your politeness. That’s crazy. It’s extremely awkward when I’m walking toward a building at school and I look ahead of me (like fifty meters) and somebody is holding the door and looking at me expectantly. I usually end up trotting to catch up and get through the door, but it makes both the holder and the enter-er feel awkward and sometimes annoyed. Not cool.

So next time you are on your phone watching Vine videos of cats as you walk through a doorway, take a glance over your shoulder and check to see if someone is behind you because it sucks to be hit in the face with a closing door.

Thanks for reading. I’ll be back soon!

Kassieboo

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