We had an event for LAGG tonight and one of our volunteers offered to take us out for drinks. He was very generous and bought us dinner and rounds and rounds of drinks. He was so proud of our work and what we're doing. And to be totally honest, it felt good for someone to spoil us.
But what kept sort of blowing me away was how naturally he got up from his chair every time I did. I ran to the bathroom. Up. I ran to grab an extra napkin. Up. In mid-sentence no less.
Old school (unforced) manners are so great.