Postcards: Part 2: Apple the Indestructible

Let's finish our conversation from Friday.

Dear Fellow Expat:

I have a question.

How long do you have to hold a door for someone?

I was leaving the gym yesterday.

A woman and her daughter walked toward me as I exited.

Me, being utterly charming and empathetic, held the door open.

They both thanked me…

But, about 15 yards (45 feet behind them), a hulking man approached.

The woman and her daughter entered. I saw the guy but let the door go… because he was still 10 to 12 yards away.

I moved toward my car, and a few seconds later, I heard him sneer…

“Thanks a lot, bro.”

First off.

I don’t work at the gym. I’m not a greeter. I’m not a “door-holderer.”

If “Brick Bodies” wants me to do that, it is $150 an hour. I’ll even wear a name tag.

But what’s the threshold for holding the door for someone approaching?

Five feet?

10 feet?

50 feet?

I felt like Larry David on Curb Your Enthusiasm…

“Thanks a lot, bro,” a grown man told me…

Do I have to hold the door for everyone? Is there a rule?

I’ll offer six seconds.

You get six seconds to reach the doo…