I walked into a gas station on a Friday night to get a six pack of beer. When I went inside, two girls were exiting but we're over five feet away from the door and I was already walking towards the beer at the back. Obviously I wasn't going to wait for her highness and hold the door open for her, but she said out loud "hmm, you're rude." I didn't even look back but I could tell she had a bitch face when she said that.

Anyway, got my beer and drank it outside under the gorgeous lightning show that hurricane Barry was providing.

I can recall one time I went to a restaurant with my friends and this pregnant woman was literally 10 feet away with plenty of people beside her. I didn't hold the door open for her either but my friends said I should've.

I got places to be, homie. Women have arms, too.