Gentleman

Lately, I've had some interesting encounters with gentleman. Many who are much older than me, from different backgrounds, and have more life experience. It started last Wednesday. I stood by the waterfront, and as the East River Ferry pulled out one of the workers smiled and waved at me. I waved back. At first I thought he was waving at someone else. I realized it was just me standing there. On Thursday, I went to a cafe where I had lunch and waited for a friend. My cell phone's battery was running low. I asked one of the workers if I could charge my phone. He asked if I had a phone charger and when I said yes he replied, "Sure, one hand washes the other. I do this for you maybe someday you'll do something for me. You never know!" I thanked him. As I waited for my friend, the gentleman asked if I was single. When I told him yes, he said he was also single (I did not believe him), and that we should "hangout." I laughed it off saying, "You are too kind." He laughed and apologized saying, "You're so sweet!" He later told me he's 63 years old. Just yesterday I had a nice conversation with a gentleman, younger than 63, who was very personable. When I bought lunch for my friend and I, he was nice and asked if I would come back. I smiled and replied, "You'll see me again."

So what's the deal with older gentleman approaching me? I must admit it's flattering since I have respect for my elders. I think the one thing I like about older gentleman is their chivalry. They tend to make me feel like a lady than younger men. No offense to the young guys, I still like them too. I also think it's the way I carry myself that plays a part in their approach. I'm friendly and if someone is nice to me I return the niceness. Out of all the gentleman I encountered last week, the one I met yesterday was the nicest. I always enjoy good conversation, I appreciate meeting nice people.