The French are strange. They open doors for complete strangers, but when they see a classmate, they act like they're complete strangers.
(in rereading this sentence, I find it a little funny. Guess everyone is a complete stranger, huh?)
Okay, so those who open doors and those who act like strangers aren't the same people. But it's still weird. You'd think that generally accepted etiquette would be about the same.
What got this post started? I was coming back from the supermarket, and as I approached the door of my residence, a guy was just coming out. The front door system is like this: There are 2 doors, and to get in, you have to punch a code and one of the doors unlock (for a few seconds) And when it shuts, it's automatically locked again. The other door can be opened from the inside, but not from the outside. We'd seen each other before because he lives on the floor above mine (there's only one floor above mine) and sometimes he's in the lift when I go down in the morning. And when I was just crossing the street to get to the building, he just stood there holding the door open for me.
So kind!
Too kind, actually. Makes me feel kinda embarrassed 'cos I would never have done that. Usually I will just hold the door open if someone is right behind me (just so that it won't slam into his/her face) And even then, I'd hold it open while walking away. I'm like, I'm not stopping since that person's perfectly capable of opening the door if it closes anyway. I just walk on as usual with my hand stretched behind me, holding the door open, and when my fingertips leave the door, so be it!
(okay, now that I think of it, it might be because I was holding two shopping bags. I might hold the door open for someone carrying heavy stuff, I don't know. It'd depend on how kind I'm feeling at the moment. And how far away that person is :P)
Another thing that's pretty embarrassing is in ping pong. Some of the players just loove saying "sorry". They say sorry whenever they hit the ball and it hits the net or the edge of the table ('cos it's lucky for them that I can't get it) I've gotten quite used to that, even though I seldom say it, except when we're counting points. But what I can't get used to is when they say sorry when I miss the ball
and that it was my fault anyway! And especially when it happens often (I mean when they say sorry often, not when I miss the ball often, 'cos that happens and it's quite normal. lol) I guess when they smash and I don't get it, they say sorry for "attacking" me. But when I miss...sometimes the ball is far away, and they might say sorry for putting it so far out of my reach (okay, okay, so I have short arms :P) But sometimes...there's just no reason. So I guess it might be to make me feel better, making me think that it wasn't my fault that I didn't get the ball. But then...I'm not stupid, ya know. Oh well...it's the thought that counts?
Anyway...I'm in pretty good spirits at the moment. Since last Friday, actually. We had a Maths test in the afternoon from 2 to 5pm, and I finished the test in 2 hours. (plus checking and all) So I left early. I was (am!) pretty confident of my answers as well, since there were a few questions re-using the answers (or something like that). So I'm happy-happy ;P Even a slightly lousy session of badminton on Friday night couldn't get me down.
And today we had an Electronics test...it wasn't as easy as the Maths test, but it was not too bad either...so it hasn't got me down either. I'm still in high spirits. Hope this keeps up till Friday, when my tests will be over.
And Chinese New Year is coming! (though it doesn't feel much like it here) Happy Chinese New Year everyone! (I'm not going to write a post just to wish my readers something ;) )