The elevator door opened. We went in. My only fear of elevators is having the door closing on me while I am halfway in, or out. Some people just do not have the courtesy to press the button to keep the door opened for others.
But it was different this time. The young man beside the panel held the door open for me.
“Thank you,” I said.
He replied with a “You are welcome.”
He was to my left. I could not see his face but I could sense he had a smile on his face when he said that.
The elevator stopped at P2 where we parked our car. I reversed the wheelchair out. Again, he held the door for me.
I said, “Thank you.”
He said, “You are welcome. Have a good day.”
Wuan and I responded in unison with a “Same to you too.”
There are still courteous, considerate and well-mannered people around.
To the polite young man who held the elevator door open for me one evening last week at Gardens Mall, I would like to say thank you to you again for being considerate and for infecting us with your cheerfulness. We sure can make do with more people like you.
Long live chivalry and manners!! Encounters like these sure brighten up our days, doesn’t it?
It really does!