Thank you. Yes please. After you. Don’t mind
my asking this, but is politeness strange?
Don’t mention it. What do you think yourself?

The politeness of strangers worries me,
like surgical gloves. Irrational, I know.
Nasties in childhood or in the woodshed.

How very interesting. Magritte opened the door
to a journalist, politely bowed him in, then
booted him up the arse right across the room.