Now we live in an era with very few rules. The ones in existence are in constant danger of extinction. Just watch "He's Just Not That Into You." Drew Barrymore's rant about MySpace and answering machines is hilarious because it's so outdated already. Basically, no one knows what the heck is going on. Therefore, even I can be a bit lenient with dating regulations. You text instead of call for a date. Fine. I hate the phone anyway. You want to grab a drink instead of a traditional meal. Okey dokes. But there are several dating commandments that I personally hold dear and feel should never be broken.
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My personal pet peeves are:
1. Not opening the car door at the beginning of the first date.
I'm not one of those chicks that needs you to open every portal I pass through. If I reach the door of the restaurant first I'm not going to sit there and wait for you to open it like I'm the Queen of England (drats, my cover's blown). However, if it's the first date and you're sitting in your running car like we've just robbed a bank there's a problem. Hitting the "unlock" button is a bad first impression. Even more awkward: the lean across to pop the lock manually. I don't mind the manual locks but I do mind your laziness. Come open my door so I know that you have some decency. Afterwards, I will be more than happy to show you how self-sufficient I am by opening my own doors on future dates....should there be any. But hey, that's up to you.
I once went out with a guy who had a HUGE truck. Like I felt like I was going to participate in the Monster Truck Rally. My attempt to get in this contraption was pure comedy. Let's just say I've mounted horses with more ease and grace. What was the guy doing while I clawed at handles with one hand and tried to pin down my skirt with the other? Staring. Waiting. Didn't offer a boost. Heck, he didn't even try to pull my body in like a firefighter dragging me from a burning building. Nope, he just sat there. Motor running.
2. Not waiting to see if I make it inside my house ok.
Now we are at the conclusion of the date. Let's assume you made a good first impression with the whole door thing. One way to get an instant deletion from me is to take off as soon as I shut the car door. WTH?! Do you really rob banks?! You don't have to walk me to the door or carry my leftovers for me, but after we've said our goodbyes, could you at least make sure I wasn't attacked by a mountain lion before I entered the house? Wait until I stick the key in the lock before you peel off. I will give you my best Miss America (dang, I blew my cover again!) wave to bid you goodnight and signal that all's clear.
One of my dates concluded with this exact scenario. Dinner and conversation was perfectly fine until the drop-off gone wrong. I barely shut the car door before he zoomed away. When he texted me hours later that he had a good time I responded with a funny casual mention of how he must've had a really important appointment at 10 p.m because of his hurried exit. Needless to say, he didn't understand why it was rude and I couldn't keep trying to explain it. At the end of the day, my point was simple: even if you don't understand it, know that it's important to me.
Polar Vortex Honorable Mention: Not cleaning snow off your lady's car if you are available. Guys, if you were lucky enough to have a slumber party on any of the nights that the River City's been hit with North Pole elf dust then you should clean off your girl's car. And if she has to drive the mean icy streets, make sure she got to and from her destination ok.
Readers: Leave a comment to tell us what chivalry faux pas grinds your gears.
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