Chivalry is not dead, it has changed hands.
There are times when I find myself trapped in a narrow lane with a car coming from the opposite side. Our eyes lock and there is a silent communication, each one mentally urging the other to move back. More often than not, I find myself reversing back to a clearing so that the other car can pass first. Sometimes there is an appreciative acknowledgement from the other driver. Most of the time there is none. I don’t pretend that I like being gallant all the time. There are times I wish to be treated like a damsel in distress and allowed right of way.
And that goes for times when I am lugging the heavy laptop for client calls too, along with the Account Manager. An offer to carry it for me would be welcome.