Chivalry isn’t dead, it isn’t sick, it isn’t even injured. It’s tired. It’s tired of being taken for granted and constantly taking spit to the face. It’s in hiding. It’s has decided that it will only rear it’s head when it will be appreciated and I don’t blame it. Nobody likes being under-appreciated, called names, nor being disrespected. Chivalry is not thirst, game, deceit, or putting on, it’s a moral and honor code to basically be at the very least a decent human being. Dassit!
This double standard is just childish. Guys definitely gossip, just as much, if not more than the ladies. It’s a simple as some PEOPLE just cannot contain information. It doesn’t help that we live in a time of transparency because all social media and reality TV does is make people feel comfortable with exposing their inner most secrets (and others’ as well). Now usually I don’t completely hate gossip, because it can bring about great conversations, but the fact that random people come up to me and expel their personal business is just too much for me.
A gentleman came up to me the other day and began a conversation with me. I was taught common courtesy and manners, so I listened politely. I was not ready to be bombarded with stories about his brother, the bum, and his mother, the drug dealer, and his cousin, the serial cheater. I don’t know what it is about me that makes complete strangers want to tell me so much about their personal lives, but it’s getting creepy. I only care to listen to the details of close friends and acquaintances because at least then, I have a history of how they live their lives, so it’s more of a television show/novel and not just a trailer to a movie I’ll never see.