As I was getting ready to go into Wal-Mart the other day a little old lady was trying to come out the door. It was the side door, and the kind you have to open yourself. She was clearly struggling so I opened the door and held it for her. Then her cart gets caught on the side because she miscalculates the opening. A man picks the front of the cart up for her and arranges it so it clears the doorway.
Do you know, we didn't so much as get a smile of acknowledgement from her? No thank you...eye contact...nothing. As she walked past me I said, "You're welcome." She just kept right on going like she was the flipping queen or something. The man and I just exchanged smiles, shook our heads and continued on our way.