I agree that people inclined to hold doors (as I am) should know how to do it without occupying the doorway-transit space themselves (as I do).
It pays to get in the habit of being nice to everyone. The appreciation you get from the 90% far outweighs the douche-ism of the rest that don’t appreciate your efforts. Fuck 'em, they get nothing out of being assholes, and you get the moral victory.
I don’t want you to hurry. Like I said, when y’all do that I feel like an asshole. I don’t really mind holding the door 10 seconds longer, since I’m in no hurry either. If I was, I wouldn’t be holding the fucking door, would I ?
You don’t have to talk to me. All I need is a nod, or a smile, or a shared look, or a wave, anything to communicate “I saw what you did, that’s nice, thanks”. I’m not asking you (or anyone) to suck my dick or anything, just to acknowledge my bloody existence. You know, like I’m a person and you’re a person, and we’re both persons engaged in doing person things to feel like we’re being real persons.
So when you (theoretical you) just breeze past looking at your feet or keep talking to thin air overly loudly, I admit, I kinda sorta want to punch you in the throat. But in a polite way :p.
This is way worse, because those damn TSA agents give you the hairy eyeball if you so much as twitch in a direction they are not expecting. I am not putting my basket back in there, because most of the time they want me following the line and doing exactly what everyone else is doing. PLUS, you are already going through all my stuff, making sure I don’t have any liquids to blow up the plane with, looking at me on that stupid scanner, and you want me to WORK for the privilege? Hell no. Get off your stupid TSA duff and do it yourself.
Eons ago, I had a roommate who actually yelled at guys who held the door for her. She fancied herself a feminist or a liberated woman or something and apparently having someone hold a door for her was a gross insult. What a sad, sad person.
I’ll hold a door, and I’ll thank a person for holding it for me. I never sat in a car waiting for my date to open my door, and it still feels funny if someone opens the car for me to get it. (My FIL does this a lot.) What cracks me up is at an entrance/exit where there are multiple doors, but everyone queues up for the one door that’s open rather than grabbing the handle of an adjacent door. I’ll always go around the crowd, shaking my head while apparently starting a second queue.
Peoples is weird!