I remember I went out on a date with this really gorgeous girl, and I did all of these things with out really thinking about it, such as opening her door for her, holding the door to the restaurant, holding her chair, etc. All of these things that seemed natural to me. At the end of the night when I walked her to her doorstep, she almost started crying on my shoulder saying how I was the first guy that ever opened her door for her, or walked her to the doorstep, or anything like that. She told me I was the first guy she had ever gone on a date with who respected her, and wasn't just trying to get her into bed. To me, everything I did seemed like not that big a deal, just something a guy should do. I actually did it without thinking, because it seemed so normal.
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