Today I had my final for my Women’s Studies class. It has been an interesting subject full of analyzing the basis of feminism and misconceptions surrounding sex, gender, and sexuality. I have always considered myself a feminist. If you tell me I can’t do something as well as a man…well, I’ll have to prove you wrong (except maybe in weight lifting and sperm production).
Yet, there are certain things about being a female I love—like the fact that guys open the door for me. I’m not sure why, but every time a guy takes the time to hold the door for me or lets me walk in a room in front of him, it makes me feel special.
Holding the door for a girl is a common thing around here, but I still always recognize it as a nice gesture that is certainly not required. When I visited Chicago, I was surprised when a man in front of me practically dropped the door on top of me. It happened more than once, and I had not previously realized that it wasn’t a universal thing for men to open the door for women.
Don’t get me wrong, I am perfectly capable of opening the door for myself (and don’t expect anyone to open it for me). But at the same time, it’s a nice feeling. Well that’s about all I have time for today—still buried in studying! So I will continue to push through the end of my studying and test taking As the Clock Ticks…
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