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When a Homeless Guy Knows More About Chivalry Than You Do
Dating in Washington, D.C.
Chris and I had been out on a fabulous first date. We had kissed our way all over D.C. I don’t know what part of town we were in at that particular moment. But I do know we were still downtown somewhere.
We had been to a pub and had dinner and a couple of drinks. We walked, talked, kissed, and simply enjoyed our evening. We walked around to see a variety of monuments that D.C. has to offer. We also saw the National Christmas tree which was gorgeous.
Then from out of nowhere.
The gentleman had a Styrofoam to-go tray in his hands and was walking in our direction. He was looking us dead in the face. He walked straight up to Chris, took him by one arm, and began to move him across the sidewalk. “You’re doing it wrong, man.”
Chris obliged as he and I turned our stunned faces to look at one another. “You’re doing it wrong. You’re supposed to be on the outside and your lady is supposed to be on the inside,” he said. Chris half chuckled and told the guy he was right.
We had been so enthralled with our evening that neither of us noticed that Chris has been walking on the inside of the sidewalk while I had been walking on the side closest to the roadway. A huge no-no in proper society. The man is to walk closest to the roadway and ‘take the hit’ if there were to be an accident.
Only in D.C. could a homeless man carrying his dinner away from the Mission correct a ‘D.C. professional’ on how to care for his woman!
You can’t make this stuff up, folks!
