Good for you being a gentleman. That instructor would have a stroke watching my husband open my car door for me. (Truth is, I don’t expect it from him, but he likes doing it so I won’t ask him not to)
She did, however, start me on the journey back to my inner gentleman. Watching her try to prove to me and the world at large that she didn't need a man and showing that in this instance, yes she really did need the help of a man if she did not want to throw that stack of books in the slush made me realize just how self destructive the feminist ideology is.
I wish I could remember her name, I'd love to drop her a line and tell her how instrumental she was in my returning to my traditional roots. I am now once married and the father of two outstanding, Christian young ladies. I don't think I would be her without her example. Today, I would hold the door for her even if she was unburdened and wish her a nice day whether she accepted or not.