A Gentleman

If a Gentleman and a Lady enter a fine restaurant you will see two things, both of which seem to be rare in our society.  After the couple is seated, the first thing you see is that menus are not placed on the table yet.  Rather the waitperson asks about drinks.  While the drinks are being prepared, the second thing you see is that the gentleman engages the lady in conversation that complements and is about her.  The gentleman knows that the lady spent a lot more time on dressing than he did, so some complement of course is in order.  He does not talk about the restaurant or the food yet, nor about himself.  What too often happens in American eateries is that the menus are dropped on the table as soon as, if not sooner than the guests are seated.  Too many men are not gentleman but rather savage beasts who want to see what they might want to eat, order and get that food into their tummies.  And he talks about his ego-centered self.  I have unfortunately been this savage beast, ego-infested.  With Covid 19, and social distancing, by the time we are all able to go out to eat, people may have forgotten about me, the savage beast me, who should be forgotten about.  So let’s up our game guys.  Reform be in the air.  As for the restaurants, I have no control.