Overall, I think I'm in pretty good shape, but I'm not really someone that is gung-ho or a fitness fanatic.
It's one thing, holding open the door for someone at a grocery store, or the library, or just about anyplace else. But the doughnut shop is a different thing altogether. This is a get-in-and-out-as-fast-as-you-can operation. There's no room for courtesy or chivalry here.
I much prefer the sharpest criticism of a single intelligent man to the thoughtless approval of the masses.

