I worked for 17 years in a 9th grade school. Freshmen are really dumb creatures. There were plenty of double doors in the school. Neither side was ever locked on any of them during the day. During class changes, fire drills, or any other time “students” were in the hall, great hordes of 9th graders would bottleneck at all of the double doors because not one of them was smart enough to open the other door.
Heh, that’s nothing. At my college, there would be large groups of students wait outside classrooms with the door shut. Nobody would check to see if the door was locked or not–it usually wasn’t.
Yes, they do. I suspect that started to appease all the Continentals visiting London, especially the French.
(When in doubt, always blame the French 
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Spring term just started at my school – I walked down to my first class to discover the classroom door chocked open, but the lights inside were off – so my 45 students were standing in the hallway looking bewildered and confused. They didn’t even follow me when I walked into the room; I had to come back out into the hallway and ask if they wanted to join me.
Better – responding to my suggestions literally and completely ignoring the obvious implication of my post as a whole is definitely the right way to go.
And I agree with you about The Man: no one likes The Man.
What’s the “too inane, didn’t read” version of your story? Cause I would like one as a firefox addon that blocks 3 line OPs with less content than a cat’s shit.
Really? A tl;dr version of a 3 sentence OP? You must think everyone shares your attention span.
no need to be so mean. it’s just the internet
Except at our local Wal-Mart. Enter on the left.
Mine as well.
I hate when people do this. I say fuck 'em, I turn slightly so I can push by them. If they think I’m rude, then that’s their problem, but I’m not going to wait outside the door for them. Unless they’re a fat ass and I can’t squeeze by. Then I glare at them.
Forget it Jake, it’s vaginatown.
I like The Man.
Nah, we walk on the left and pass to the right, except on the escalators on the Underground and the approach to the Savoy Hotel.
Absolutely.
I tried riding my bicycle the wrong way once, but injured my buttocks on the handlebar.
I used to fuck with people that way in high school. If I got to class early but the teacher wasn’t inside, I’d just stand outside the door instead of waiting in the classroom. People would always just stand around in a group outside, and rarely would someone else check the door.
You must be talking about the Beer Door. If you lock the push-to-exit door, beer runners have a much more difficult time dashing out the store with their ill-gotten gains.
We locked this door after 6 PM when I worked at Circle K. It would occasionally cause laughs when a fourteen year old, loaded down with Coors, would bounce off the door, drop the beer, then flail madly while trying to figure out how to get the hell out.
You might be my long lost twin. I did the same thing. The trick was to eventually drift away from the door.
Hey, cat shit has plenty of content. For one thing, it has tons of protein in it, which is why my dog is a particular devotee.
Very few things bother me as much as a douchebag who sees traffic backing up to exit an offramp and take the left lane to zoom up to the front and then horn their way in. If that same asshole decided to go down the wrong way on the freeway to avoid traffic, well, that’s just entertainment while I wait to get on the offramp.
Yeah, what the hell is it with Wal-Mart doorways? They are clearly marked “Enter” on the left, “Exit” on the right, which makes no freakin’ sense. Certainly not for a proud AMERICAN COMPANY like Wal-Mart. Americans enter on the right, dammit!
Which is exactly why I always run into a flock of God-fearin’ Americans coming in the Exit door when I’m trying to leave Wal-Mart.