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Chivalry is dead — By Kaileigh Carew —
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ince the 80s we’ve come a long way; no more rotary phones, we’ve traded the library for Google and ditched the cassette tapes for iPods. We can all agree these are steps in the right direction – right?! However, one area that has taken a huge, obnoxiously trendy step backwards is chivalry. I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news but ladies, chivalry is – dead. “But how?!” I hear you gasp. Let me walk you through the train wreck… He used to introduce himself, instead of sliding into your DMs Looking back to a better time, men would have to work up the courage to approach a beautiful woman at a bar. A scull of beer and a few words of encouragement from a mate and off he went. Today, men at bars just stare at you like a little lost puppy before promptly going home and trolling Instagram until he finds that photo you posted with the name of the bar tagged in the location. Then, he likes a few of your pictures before direct messaging you with the ohso-imaginative, “Hey, I think I saw you out the other night…” Romantic, right? He used to send over a martini instead of airdropping photos to you – of himself Yes, this actually happens. The airdrop tool on the iPhone is a great invention; amazing for sending your friends those thousands of pictures that you took during your night on the town. Little did I know – until it was too late to un-know – it is also a great tool for men to get your attention. I have received multiple airdrops from random men on a night out, sending through pictures of themselves. I kid you not. Why did Crazy, Stupid, Love have to give us false expectations? Now whenever I sit at a bar, I expect a martini to be sent over by a handsome Ryan Gosling look-a-like, instead I am sent a mug shot of a man that looks old enough to be my dad. You used to dance like Danny and Sandy in Grease, not like Justin Bieber and Nicki Minaj in the 'Beauty And A Beat' music video The dance floor is a great place to impress a woman, however men these days just don’t seem to understand the concept of personal space. Say it with me now men, “Per-sonal sp-ace”. Take us back to 'You’re The One That I Want' please! And there you have it girls. Chivalry may be dead but damn it, nothing is going to stop me from sitting at a bar and waiting for Ryan Gosling, and it shouldn’t stop you either!
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