Maybe he needs a Goofus and Gallant refresher. I just googled it on amazon, and found a Doofus and Darling book of etiquette for men.

But i was thinking goofus and gallant because i keep thinking back to when i took a dale carnegie class, and some of us did not get recognized until we started recognizing that other people existed in our lives besides ourselves.

And the h reminds me of a guy in class, an engineer, who also reminded me of myself, in how he treated his wife. His great breakthru was not yelling at her for how she baked the brownies.