Chivalry is dead

Today's snow storm (of course it being the day the "last" day of winter) didn't stop me from making the trek to the court house to begin the process of moving forward with the divorce.  I took it a lot better than I thought I was going to.  The whole thing went relatively well.. until he pissed me off, on the way out of the building, when he let the door go and it almost hit me in the face.  And of course the Stacieism that fell out of my face this time was, "I guess chivalry is fucking dead."  Would those of you who know me, expect anything other than that?  I didn't think so.