Chivalry, Courtesy, and Everything In Between
Monday, June 2nd, 2008
Last week, Aud asked in love question five: “Do you think a man should pay on the first date and if he doesn’t, what would be your impression of him??
Shannon commented that she would expect the guy to pay and that she’s a little ‘old fashioned’ in that way.
That got me thinking.
When did we, as women, start thinking – and even feeling guilty about it – that basic common courtesy from men in terms of opening a door and helping with bags is a bad thing? When did we become ‘old fashioned’ if we expected a guy to pay on the date?
When did chivalry and courtesy become such an issue between men and women?
Admittedly, men don’t have it easy. I know guys who have been snapped at by women who don’t even want a man helping them with their bags. It’s no wonder many of them have stopped even if it’s their natural urge to help someone.
In my opinion, if I need help and a man offers it, I’ll be grateful. Yes, I expect my husband to open the door for me if we’re walking into a building at the same time. Yes, I expect my husband to carry the heavier grocery bags and even open cans and jars when I can’t.
Is it wrong for me to expect that? I don’t think so. I think it would be wrong if I expected every single male, no matter what they are doing, to open the door or help me with something. But I don’t think it’s wrong to expect help or courtesy – from other men or women.
It’s a tough issue, that’s for sure. What’s chivalry? What’s courtesy? When does expectation go too far?
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Control isn’t always the easiest thing to talk about because it varies from couple to couple. On one extreme you have Dominants and submissives. On the other end you have married couples who split all the bills 50/50, do what they want, and somehow still make it all work.
Recently, a friend emailed me while feeling very emotional about her current situation. I read her email and just about cried because I knew what she was going through. Not down to the exact elements of the situation but in the overall feelings, I could definitely relate.
Compared to many, I (now) have an excellent life. I’m a freelance writer and professional blogger. That means I spend a lot of time in the comfort of my own home working at an occupation I love. While I don’t make a lot doing it, by any means, I do have enough to pay the bills.
It turns out my lovely husband made reservations at the place where we ate breakfast the morning after we were married: Café Sweethearts. We enjoyed a lovely breakfast and he surprised me yet again when they brought out a small cake for us to share.