Yesterday was my mother's 54th birthday. I took the bus home Saturday night after work, and a few hours earlier my brother flew in overnight from New Mexico, where he's living in a hotel for a few months. Sunday morning we went to brunch. My parents have never owned a mini van, because my mom is scared of them, but because my stepfather was in a car accident and my mom's best friend is in California for the entire month of February, we're borrowing her's. At some point during the morning, my mom looks at my brother and says
"Jason, help Cheryl with the door."To which I snap
"I don't need help with the door. Don't you know etiquette? You don't help someone unless they say 'I need help with the door'."She could have said "Do you need help with the door?" That's different.