Brief Encounter

I only held
The door for her.
She only answered,
“Thank you, Sir.”

In deference
Was I bested?
We men
Are always tested

And suffer a suspicion
That any brief
Encounter may be
A competition.

Pride is such
A nasty sin!
Why must we always
Have to win?

Even to ask
Who was politer,
You’re automatically
A blighter!

She had faults.
Why can’t two sinners
Showing deference
Both be winners?

Both winners?   Yes!
That’s better!     Done!!

(Still... she said “Sir.”
I may have won.)