A Short Play by Rachel
Scene opens on RACHEL and FRIEND riding in RACHEL'S car. They are discussing raising RACHEL'S future daughter.
RACHEL: I think that while they're growing up, I'll have my son open my daughter's car door for her when we get in the car.
RACHEL: Well, I want my son to know how to treat a woman, and I want my daughter to know how a gentleman should treat her.
FRIEND: Don't you think that's setting up unrealistic expectations for her?
RACHEL: In what way?
FRIEND: Well, not all men open car doors for women. That's not something she should expect.
RACHEL: And why not? My husband opens the car door for me. If we teach our son to do it, there are probably other moms out there teaching their sons to do it. It's those little niceties that make all the difference sometimes.
FRIEND: But maybe she won't meet one of those guys. Or date one. You're setting her up with unrealistic expectations.
RACHEL: I don't think it's an unrealistic expectation. It's a high expectation.
FRIEND: Well, maybe it's too high.
RACHEL: And why wouldn't I want my daughter to have high expectations? I want her to end up with a man who treats her the way my husband treats me—the way a man should treat a woman. I don't want her to settle for some schmuck who doesn't know how to treat her well. I wouldn't raise her to think she should only marry a rich man or someone who falls at her feet. But opening a car door for her? That's something small that says, "I care about you," every time she gets in the car.
FRIEND: Well. My husband doesn't do it for me.
RACHEL: So you think I'm giving my daughter unrealistic expectations just because your husband doesn't open the car door for you?
FRIEND: I—I guess.
RACHEL: Well, he should open the door for you. It's not that hard. You tell him I said that.