I, as the very epitome of chivalry, held open a door for the woman behind me today. She stopped dead and looked me in the face and I thought, oh no, is this a thing now, am I'm going to be added to an office-wide #metoo denunciation spreadsheet as 'unnecessary door holding patriarchal creep #4' and be forced to spend a week completing online microaggression assignments. "No thanks," she says and walks off.
It was only then that I realised I was holding open the door to the men's loo.