The Venus Flytrap of Doors
Stupid things I do March 23rd, 2010
I loves me automation.
Automatic drive. Automatic coffee makers. Automatic car washes.
I do not love automatic doors.
At least not the ones who eat you like a Venus flytrap.
Some time ago I had a doctor’s appointment that finished up after the medical building closed for the day. By the time I got to the lobby, the place was deserted.
Not a problem.
I found my way to the exit and headed through the first set of double electronic doors.
They made a nice little swoooosh sound as I stepped through, but as I continued walking, the outer set of doors refused to open.
Oh, geez. They locked up already.
Not a problem.
I’ll just go back in the way I came and find someone to let me out.
Or not.
The first set of doors had locked behind me and now I stood in the belly of the beast. Stuck between two sets of doors that wouldn’t open and no one to set me free.
Think. Think.
OK, there’s a panel here that reads “Emergency Push to Release.”
Yea!
I’ll just push this latch and the doors will open.
Um.
No.
The doors will not open. Instead, I will freak the hell out and become the Incredible Hulk. My suddenly panicked self will gather superhuman strength and take the door clear off its tracks and it will get lodged in a way that renders it completely and utterly BUSTED UP.
I am now trapped and have just ruined a perfectly good door and I can’t run away because the beast ate me and now whoever comes to save me will know exactly who broke the door because I’m inside and I realize at that moment I’m just like that moronic burglar who gets stuck in a chimney trying to rob a house and the firemen and cops have to come and let him out and then have a good laugh over the chucklehead’s predicament.
Yeah, that’s me. In a predicament.
And so I, the newly-ordained chucklehead, waited.
And sweated.
And felt a good cry coming on.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
Will they charge me for breaking the door?
Will they even be able to move the door now that it’s broken?
Will I have to sleep here tonight?
I don’t have any food. And nothing to drink! I’m going to die here!
I considered pulling a Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate church scene (1:30), but thought better of it. No sense in making too much noise. But how will they know I’m here?
Why do these things always happen to me?
Just then, a maintenance worker — my savior — walked by and we locked eyes. From the belly, I mouthed the words “I’m sorry” and my ordeal was nearly over.
I can’t quite remember how he unjammed the door and I don’t remember what I said to him as I slinked out of the beast.
I do know that I don’t trust automatic double doors now. And you shouldn’t either. They’re hungry for humans. Just sayin’.
BURRRRRP!
Stumble it!
March 23rd, 2010 at 6:23 pm
This reminds me of a couple of scenes in the new HBO movie about the life of Temple Grandin who is autistic and how frightened she was of automatic doors. It’s a great film, by the way. So glad you were able to escape and get a good post out of it.
March 23rd, 2010 at 6:26 pm
Reminds me of that Friends episode where Chandler is stuck in the vesitbule.
March 23rd, 2010 at 6:36 pm
I think the real lesson here is that going to see the doctor can be very bad for you.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 6:38 pm
Oh that would have really freaked me out! It’s almost as bad as getting stuck in a lift. Well, worse if you take into consideration that the building was empty! A good reason why carrying (at all times) a fully charged mobile is a MUST!
What would you have done if the maintenance worker hadn’t walked past at that point?
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:05 pm
I’m so sorry! That would have totally messed me up…I have nightmares about being trapped in a building all night. (I’ve never been able, in my conscious mind, to figure out why that’s so scary. But it is.) Did you happen to take a photo of the doors? I would love to see your “Hulk smash” job.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:18 pm
The goofiest things seem to happen to you! I never got stuck in an automatic door yet, but don’t like them. I guess i like to be in control. I wouldn’t have known what to do either, but I don’t think I would have busted the door. Good thing you escaped!
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:21 pm
I’ve had some tough times with a revolving door and once actually got stuck in one cause the person I was traveling with got wedged in the circle. It was an ugly scene!
March 23rd, 2010 at 7:23 pm
I guess the “Emergency Push to Release” doesn’t open the doors when they’re not working!!
Scary stuff – I probably would have had a panic attack on the spot. Glad you were freed safe and sound to blog another day
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:23 pm
I was getting claustrophobic just reading this, Kathy! Glad you were rescued quickly.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:38 pm
OMG Kathy, that’s TERRIBLE! And yet, I cannot stop laughing. I am picturing you trapped in-between those crazy automatic glass doors and that must have been HORRIFYING. But, you made it sound REALLY funny.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:46 pm
OMG, what a HYSTERICAL post!!!
Honestly, this was like watching an I Love Lucy episode, where I expected Ethel Mertz to figure out a way to save you!
Living in Center City, I experience these doors EVERYWHERE, but thank god have never been caught inside one.
The doors that truly mess me up are the revolving doors, when someone suddenly stops dead in their tracks and….BAM!…my face smashes into the glass. Or, someone gets their purse caught between the doors…OY VEY!
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March 23rd, 2010 at 7:47 pm
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March 23rd, 2010 at 8:07 pm
I feel so bad that you had to go through that! I have been through these types of doors many times so I know how they work. Why would they let you through the first set if you couldn’t get out? That’s such a fire hazzard. You must have been so relieved to see the maintenance worker.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 8:20 pm
OMG Kathy. You are just too funny. After a day without much reason to laugh, you gave me a good chuckle (especially cause I could just picture that happening to me and I would react in the exact same way!) Thank you!!!
March 23rd, 2010 at 9:07 pm
You’d hate the doors at my bank. There is a sign outside that says only one person may enter at a time. You walk through the first doors and pass through a metal detector. The second door has a red and green light on the side. Only after the metal detector has confirmed that you are not packing heat will the light change from red to green and will the door unlock, allowing you to enter. The same thing happens when you exit. This is actually pretty awesome for catching would-be robbers and crazy people. If you set off the metal detectors or somehow manage to rob the tellers weapon-less, they can just lock you in between the two doors and wait patiently (and safely) for the cavalry to arrive.
I should totally write a post about this!
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March 23rd, 2010 at 9:09 pm
WOW… you need to post on Shoot Me Now! LOL!!!! Love the Graduate idea!!!
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March 23rd, 2010 at 9:21 pm
I would have started doing the Dustin Hoffman thing. I’m surprised with all the cameras everywhere that no one noticed you sooner.
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March 23rd, 2010 at 9:54 pm
I am always afraid the elevator doors will cut me in half…
Meg
March 23rd, 2010 at 11:33 pm
Oy… It would have taken me exactly 3 seconds to find myself lying down in a pool of broken glass and blood.
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March 24th, 2010 at 12:16 am
Kathy, you are made of stronger stuff than most people. I’m sure I would have had a panic attack right there! BTW, I can’t stand escalators – just looking at the steps forming makes me sweat and start shaking. What is wrong with having stairs for those who are fit enough to climb, and an elevator for those who aren’t? There are limits to automation, really!
March 24th, 2010 at 2:24 am
I hate the ones that look like they’re going to open, so you walk and the suddenly decide to stop and you walk into them. Some of the doors can’t even see me so I have to walk up to them several times from different angles. I’m sure the door’s having a good laugh at my expense
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March 24th, 2010 at 5:11 am
injaynesworld — See!? There’s good reason to be afraid! They’re monsters who will eat you!
Jrodius — I wasn’t a big Friends fan. Googled and all I could find was Chandler getting stuck in a bathroom stall, which has its own moments. I don’t know which is worse.
ann — No kidding. I think I needed another appt. after that to check me over. I mean, we’re talking post-traumatic stress disorder here!
Babs Beetle — I did get stuck in a lift once, on a weekend, at work. Luckily, there was a call button inside and the police came and rescued me. What would I have done if the maintenance guy didn’t come when he did? Died, just died. And then they’d have a body to clean up.
absepa — The only building I’d ever want to be trapped in is a grocery store, for obvious reasons. I didn’t have a camera at the time, nor was I a blogger. Something tells me I would have handled it better if I was. I would have seen it as a positive blogging experience and laughed my head off. As it was, I wanted to cry. After seeing what I did to the door, I’m sure I could lift a car if I had to.
Karen — Yes, yes they do. I never thought I’d bust the door either, but when you’re in a perceived life or death situation, you’ll do anything. Trust me.
Preston – Now that you mention it, those ARE worse! I’m always so tentative on approach. It’s like I have to think the whole thing through first. I’m sure all the people behind me figure I’m the who’ll get stuck and they’re probably rolling their eyes at me behind my back.
Wendy — Yeah, and I wanted to yell at the guy who got me out, complaining that the release thingy didn’t work as advertised, but I was just so embarrassed and happy to be out, I probably said nothing but “Thank you, kind sir.”
CatLadyLarew — I suppose things could have been worse. The vestibule could have been closed off and not clear glass. Then who would have found me? No one!
meleah rebeccah — I’m glad I can laugh about it now. Actually, my husband is the reason I even thought about it again. He’d been in a building yesterday and noticed the panic bar, which made him think about the time I got stuck. He said it’d make a good post. He was right.
Ron — That’s me. Lucy. I’m Lucy! I’m kind of surprised we even see revolving doors anymore. They really do look like death traps, don’t they?
Unfinished Rambler — LMAO. Love Nelson’s laugh. I do it pretty good myself. Remind me to demonstrate next time I see you.
Mom to the Power of Three — I know! Total malfunction (or stupidity!) Why wouldn’t they lock the inner door too? Or why would they lock up so soon? Or why couldn’t the doors open if someone’s leaving, but not walking IN?
Pet at Lehigh — I’m glad it made you laugh. I haven’t been having such a good week myself. Humor is the only thing that saves me. p.s. I got stuck in the Computing Center elevator once on a Saturday, after I went down to pick up reports for analysis. I pressed the call button inside and the campus police rescued me. No such button in this story, though.
Surfie — Good grief! But I guess it’s a good thing. Still, what an inconvenience. And terrifying if you get stuck in one and aren’t packing heat! I could just see some sweet little old lady having a heart attack.
Katherine — Yeah, but which category would I post in? You have four for “embarrassing.”
Jen — Hmmm, maybe there WERE cameras and the maintenance guys were looking at me from a little monitor somewhere. I wonder if they sat there for a while just to see what I would do. Now I’m paranoid!
Fin — Me too. And let this be a lesson to everyone: I was once in an elevator at my work, along with another person. He spotted someone running for the elevator and so he stuck his hand in between the doors to block them, thinking they’d open up again to allow the runner to get inside. Guess what? The doors stayed shut, smashing his fingers. The elevator started moving up to the first floor that was pressed. He was in agonizing pain the whole time. NEVER, EVER STICK YOUR HAND IN THE DOOR thinking it’ll bounce back open. It may not!!!!
BadBandPhotos — Seriously.
Fifthmarch — Yep, me too. My heart always races a little faster on approach to escalators. If it’s winter, I always have to hike my Matrix coat up really high so it doesn’t get caught between steps. It’s the stuff of nightmares.
John Daily Photo Gallery — No kidding. Some of them I swear are so old, it’s a wonder they work at all. The ones that are slow to open will smack you every time. Yes, the door is out to get you.
March 24th, 2010 at 5:27 am
I hate those darn doors too. I just know I am going to get stuck inside that darn circle and not get through the opening before the thing swings on. Anyway, sure glad you got out. I don’t know why they have those things at hospitals where sick people have to go in and out of them. Makes me way too nervous. Have a great day. Glad you are free.
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March 24th, 2010 at 5:31 am
At least a crowd of onlookers didn’t gather and start pointing and laughing.
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March 24th, 2010 at 5:40 am
Thank goodness you did not have to spend the night in there! Because how would you go potty with glass doors? Everyone would see you!
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March 24th, 2010 at 6:41 am
I would have called 911 on my cell phone. I hate elevators. I always seem to get the stinky, sweaty people with bad breath, too. What IS IT with that?
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March 24th, 2010 at 7:04 am
How awful! You know, sometimes I don’t think I’m ready for technology..and I’m only 42! They just don’t make things like they used to….like doors with knobs!
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March 24th, 2010 at 8:16 am
I just pictured you pulling a sledge hammer out of your purse and going ape shit on that door. Where you got the sledge hammer or how it fits in your purse is a whole different story.
March 24th, 2010 at 8:37 am
Oh man, that would have freaked me out! Thank goodness for the maintenance worker. Can you imagine that happening to someone without a cell phone and no one walks by?!
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March 24th, 2010 at 8:40 am
You really got the door off the tracks? Wow! I have gotten stuck in a revolving door – ah,comedy tonight!
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March 24th, 2010 at 9:24 am
Kathy, after reading your post in my inbox this morning I immediately recalled a terrifying thing that happened to me yesterday. Unfortunately, I had to go spring/summer work clothes shopping yesterday. I was well into my third hour of shopping, ready to give up, when I found one last rack of black dress pants that I hadn’t tried any on from, so with my arms full of my soon-to-be purchases as well as probably 10 pants in various sizes, I headed back to the dressing room for one last try-on session. Wouldn’t you know it, nothing fit (which had been my luck all night), so I gathered up all my stuff and went to open the door. The dressing rooms in JCPenney have push locks AND dead bolts … I COULDN’T GET THE DEAD BOLT TO UNLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I frantically tried and tried. Nothing! I put down my pile of garments and tried again. Nothing! And these aren’t the dressing rooms where you can see under the door or anything; I was confined in a tiny room with no way out, no cell phone reception (why don’t cell phones ever get reception in department stores?). My feet hurt, my shopping trip had pretty much been a bust considering the extra pounds I put on over the winter, I hadn’t had dinner yet and it was closing in on 9pm, and to top it all off I was locked in a changing room! Just before I was about to burst in to tears, I tried jiggly the lock one more time and pulled on the door with all my might. IT OPENED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I couldn’t get out of there fast enough
March 24th, 2010 at 9:39 am
Wow! I don’t envy that experience. Weird stuff follows you like a puppy, but it sure makes some great reading and amazingly funny stories. I always look forward to the next installment.
March 24th, 2010 at 10:01 am
Just wait ’til the electronic REVOLVING door gets a hold of you…..
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March 24th, 2010 at 10:08 am
I will never look at a set of doors the same way from this point on. Hope you do not have to go back to that doctor any time soon. (Flashbacks!)
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March 24th, 2010 at 10:16 am
Well, you did manage to stay fairly calm. I hope nothing like that ever happens to me cause first off, when I get even the teensiet bit nervous I need to RUN to the bathroom..yeah, delicate intestines…so I would have been in BIG trouble and not so patient.
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March 24th, 2010 at 10:28 am
Another great predicament in the sweet life of Kathy! LOL!
I’m thinking you should always carry a small sledge hammer in your purse, just in case this ever happens again. Just sayin’.
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March 24th, 2010 at 10:35 am
Oh that sucks! I think I would have started to cry before I got saved – with my face squished up against the window screaming. Good job not having a panic attack!
March 24th, 2010 at 12:23 pm
My guess is you will no longer make any late doctor appointments EVER AGAIN. It will probably be like a phobia to you now…”Must make all doctors appointments in the morning”!
March 24th, 2010 at 12:28 pm
I have always been afraid of the roundabout kind of doors. The manual ones are bad enough but the newer automatic ones scare the hell out of me! I feel like they’re trying to catch me all the time.
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March 24th, 2010 at 5:49 pm
Marg — Come to think of it, what would have happened if someone in a wheelchair got stuck? Hmmm, maybe they’d be better off. Crash through like a steam roller?
Sheila Sultani — That I know of.
Daisy the Curly Cat — You’re too funny. I don’t even want to think about it. I’m so happy I didn’t have to go potty. Can’t even think about it.
Barb at WillThink4Wine — Didn’t have one at the time. If I did, oh yeah, we’re talking 911. Or my husband, who probably wouldn’t have been all that surprised to get the call. Remember this?
Lisa Alterity — I know! Would it have killed them to install a regular door? When did we get so lazy? Although I suppose it’s good to have automatics in medical buildings for less-abled among us (I include myself in that, for obvious reasons).
SuziCate – My only hope was that guy. I didn’t own a cell phone at the time. I can’t count the ways I would have been screwed had the nice man not come by.
Grace — Yes. It came out of the tracks and then wouldn’t budge after that. Only me…
Jenny — I’m so sorry for you, both for your ill-fated shopping trip (that’s what always happens to me when I shop) and then adding insult to injury by getting stuck in there briefly. I truly feel your pain. I’m glad you’re OK and better luck next shopping trip!
Linda — Seriously. What’s wrong with that puppy? Stop following me! You won’t have to wait long for another installment. I’m at risk for this stuff every single day of my life.
Pricilla — Flat. as. a. pancake.
DogsMom — What you should do is stand on the mat thingy in such a way as to make sure both the front and back doors actually freaking open. Then you’ll be covered. You’ll look stupid doing it, but you won’t get trapped.
Rebecca — Oh, I’m sure you would have done the “mind over matter” thing because I’m sure you wouldn’t want to get stuck and then found along with a “deposit.” Poor thing!
Ferd — It’s hard being me. Do you realize that? Hey, you know they tell you to carry a small awl in your car in case your car falls in water and you need to punch out the glass to get out. Not a bad idea, actually. Also could be used instead of mace. Do you know the only reason I don’t carry mace for safety is because I’m afraid if I had to use it, I’d shoot it in my own eyes? Yeah.
My Momma Drama — I can picture your smashing your face against the glass. You look hilarious.
Linda — That’s so weird you said that. I must have subconsciously remembered the incident because I always take the first appointments available in a day for all doctor’s appointments!
Buggys — They are. They are.
March 24th, 2010 at 8:17 pm
after working in retail for too many years i’m pretty skilled at opening the automatic sliding doors.
it’s the revolving doors that scare me. i’m always afraid i won’t walk fast enough and it will knock me over and slide me along the ground in circles until someone else comes into my little “pie slice” and helps me up. i shudder just thinking about it. gah!
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March 24th, 2010 at 11:12 pm
Poor Kathy! I must not get out enough ’cause I’ve yet to have a run-in with a set of doors. I’m still gripin’, though, about people who walk through the door you’ve held open for them, without any acknowledgment. Grrrrr….
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March 25th, 2010 at 7:36 am
Oh gosh .. . now you’ve made the whole Blogosphere terrified to use the things, too! LOL!
It’s not so much automatic doors that I hate, but revolving doors. I always imagine I’m going to trip and fall part-way through the opening and get snicked in half like a worm meeting a shovel.
March 25th, 2010 at 9:10 am
OMG – what a funny story. I fell down an escalator when I was 7- ever since I’ve been afraid of them. When I need to use one, I pause at the top, watch a few steps go by, concentrate on the next one coming, step on it with both feet and grab onto both rails for dear life !! Luckily, I hate to shop at the mall and that’s the only time I would encounter one.
March 25th, 2010 at 2:00 pm
That would totally freak me out! I don’t think I would have managed to stay as calm as you did!
Sniffie and the Florida Furkids
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March 25th, 2010 at 7:53 pm
And I hate those revolving doors too! I just cannot go through them without feeling like an idiot.
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March 25th, 2010 at 8:55 pm
I love automatic doors.
But ever since I saw whatever Final Destination had that elevator scene, I get scared of getting in the elevator and automatic doors on time so they don’t close on me.
March 25th, 2010 at 9:05 pm
Well, your husband WAS right! I came back to read this again, just because it’s that funny to me. Although I’m sure while this was happening to you it was NOT very funny.
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March 25th, 2010 at 11:42 pm
You always have some funny stuff happen to you well, maybe not so funny to you when it’s happening, but it’s all good because you certainly entertain us when these things happen.
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March 26th, 2010 at 3:59 am
OMG, that sounds so……ME. I laughed my ass off at your predicament. I’m sorry.
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March 26th, 2010 at 4:13 am
Kelly — Who decided to make doors into pie slices anyway? Doors should swing in or out. End of story. Geesh.
earthtoholly — And now I’m afraid I’ve made you wary of them if you do encounter one. Be brave, Holly. As for the ungratefuls, just look the right in the eye as you hold the door. They can’t not thank you. If they don’t, say a little prayer for them because it probably means they’re crabby and could use some divine intervention. I do the same for people who cut me off on the roads.
jay — Maybe everyone should only use them in pairs. You know, a buddy system in case something goes terribly wrong. Wow, there’s a lot of fear here of getting cut in half by revolving doors. Now I’m afraid to use those!
Marlene — Escalators are scary and I’m sorry you had a bad experience with one. I think they eat people too. Use elevators when you can, except those can get stuck too. Nevermind. Take the steps.
Sniffie and the Florida Furkids — I was dying inside, actually. But somehow, in emergency situations, I tend to rise to the occasion. Then I have a meltdown when I’m safe.
Lin — You and everyone else apparently. They’re not very popular here. Luckily, I’m not in a big city, so I don’t see them much.
Regan — Yeah, until one eats you. Then we’ll talk. As to elevators, go read my comment to Fin. AIEEEEE!
meleah rebeccah — I think it must be some kind of primal protective thing for us to be able to laugh at scary things later. Probably makes us more able to face fears. Or something.
Jude — And just think, before blogging, I had to suffer with this stuff all by myself. I swear, blogging is the best therapy.
Meesa — Yeah, but I bet you’d never actually break something so big! I still feel guilty about it, but then again, they were the ones who locked me in!
March 26th, 2010 at 8:01 am
Oh, my gosh, Kathy! You poor thing!
I would’ve broken the door, screamed my head off, and probably chewed off my own arm (I don’t know exactly what that would have accomplished, but who cares). Thank goodness someone saw you and rescued you.
March 26th, 2010 at 9:17 pm
Only you, Kathy. Only you. Glad someone was there to rescue you before too long and that you survived your ordeal unscathed (other than the new phobia).
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March 28th, 2010 at 11:54 pm
I’d break the doors into pieces if i’m stucked like you did..
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March 29th, 2010 at 1:14 pm
It’s like that episode of Friends where Chandler got caught in the ATM vestibule.
Only… was there a handsome male supermodel in there with you?
Probably not. Just one MORE unrealistic thing about Friends. Like their giant New York City apartment.
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March 31st, 2010 at 12:35 pm
Oh my word! These are like the doors at our local hospital. Except they go around and you have to keep moving or it stops and dings at you and says “Please move forward” in this really creepy women’s voice and … oh…I’m having flashbacks….I think I may faint. Please excuse me!
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April 3rd, 2010 at 2:37 pm
JD at I Do Things — Ugh. You just reminded me of that poor guy who cut off his lower arm to free himself from a fallen boulder when he was hiking alone. I wonder how often he gets told “Wow, you were really between a rock and a hard place.” He probably wants to punch those people.
erin — Yep, only me. And I would have no idea at the time it would become blog fodder (happened before I blogged). So some good came out of it, yes?
Cheap GPS Navigation — I guarantee half the people stuck in that situation would have done it too. The other half would have cried like babies. I sort of straddled both groups.
Jenn of Many Cabbages — If there had been a handsome male supermodel in there with me , I would not have considered myself stuck. I would have considered myself lucky, but then immediately wondered if I was on Candid Camera.
Lisa at Boondock Ramblings — That disembodied voice would have driven me insane sooner than later, especially if she kept telling me that while I couldn’t get out. No telling what might have happened.
April 23rd, 2010 at 10:15 am
I remember in college the front automatic doors opened really slowly, many a funny time watching people in a hurry run straight into them because they weren’t open enough! haha
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