The word “Lady” has been used to describe certain females, males, and four legged creatures.
There are numerous definitions; one that stood out to me was the “Slang” version – a female lover or steady companion. This was quite a departure from the definition I grew up with – a woman regarded as having social morals; female counterpart of gentleman. My Grandmother, in her domestic job did not define her character.
I was born into a family where there were no men except for the procreators. Therefore, growing up I never witnessed a gentlemen giving flowers, opening doors, or pulling up the car.
My dating life started late. I did have a date once as teen with a young man that I grew up with in Diggs Park. By the time of our date we no longer lived in the Park – my mom and his family had purchased homes. My date came in, said his proper hellos, and opened the car door. He took me to a restaurant at the beach and he never used a profane word. I informed him of what I wanted from the menu and he in return relayed the information to the wait staff. I continue this practice to this day.
Recently, I went out to dinner with one of my single girlfriends. We were having a great time and about to conclude our evening when five businessmen from Canada offered to buy us a drink. They were winding down their day and just wanted to relax. We did our proper introductions. Suddenly, the evening took a turn for the worst (at least for me) as one of the gentlemens lips touched his edamame; my friend made a comment with sexual overtones. I was mortified. I find it difficult to speak about certain subjects in mixed company.
I was amazed because she often said that she was a “Lady,” that she’d like to be treated as such, and that she would not settle for any man that treated her less than that, therefore, I expected different.
Via Facebook I have connected with numerous people that I have known since elementary school even the gentleman that had taken me on my first date.
I inquired why he never included me in some of his mischief. To my surprise he said it was due to the way that I presented myself. I was shocked; I assumed it was because I was too slow.
I never gave a description of myself nor do I inform others on how I should be treated. I am aware of what is or feels proper for me. I never demanded a standard from someone that I am not willing to uphold for myself (be it male or female). Yes, this has left me open to being manipulated, but not for long.
Definition: A Lady is well mannered and considerate.
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