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"Alright, thanks a lot, I've got to get back to work."

I head for the door and on my way out, I notice a pair of woman about 10 or 12 feet behind me.

I make it a point to stop and hold the door open for them as they near the exit.

I like to do things like this. Not for the recognition, I just like to think it makes me look like my parents did it right, if you know what I mean. If you don't, I don't think your parents probably did it right.

I also like to think this person that you helped out will remember it for a second and hold a door for someone else, or smile at the homeless person no ones looking at, or save a baby from a burning building or something like that.

So I hold this door for two woman in their mid to upper twenties that I don't know, as they talk and gossip and juggle their bags.

I smile as they make their way through the open space.
The open space that I gave them, with my kind and giving hands.
And I watch as they pass.

The woman do not stop their conversation.
The woman do not look at me.
The woman do not acknowledge my presence.
The woman do not say thank you.
The woman are mother fuckers.

I let the door slide out of my hand, and walk to the second set of doors leading out to the sidewalk. These woman are dawdling and chatting their pretty little heads so much, they are now behind me again.

So at the second set of doors,
I again, get there first.

This time they're not more then a foot and a half behind me.

I lean in and open the door.
I take a step outside.
I turn sharply.
I pull the door shut hard behind me.

The woman jump back shocked, staring violently through the glass paneling.

I stand there for three to four seconds and I look them both straight in the face.

The woman stop their conversation.
The woman look at me.
The woman acknowledge my presence.
The woman do not say thank you.
The woman are mother fuckers.
And the woman can open their own fucking doors.