I was just coming back from getting a salad for lunch and got in the revolving door one triangle behind one of those people who annoy me. You know, the ones who refuse to push the door themselves. They hope the momentum of whoever they follow, coupled with whoever gets in behind them, will save them from the exhaustion of having to actually push the door themselves. And, not to get all self-hating here, but these people are usually women. I’m sorry, but what is so hard about just pushing the door? Do they think it’s like the grocery store doors that open up magically just because they happen to be standing there? Do they think they are too good to push the revolving door? Are they just that lazy? And why am I always behind them?
Friday, January 18, 2008
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That's just one more example of why I hate people.
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