What I loved about where I used to work was we had a long set of doors, probably about 10, 5 of which were meant for exit only, because they didn't have handles on the outside. These doors were all on the left (looking into the theatre), so you might have a bit of a walk if you went to the furthest door.
The one I remember most is one guy walking up to the farthest door, talking to his friend the whole time. He gets up to the door and automatically reaches for the handle. Imagine his surprise when no handle meets his searching hand!
He stops. Looks left, sees nothing, looks right, sees the doors down there with handles, and stalks over to those doors (I think he saw me
). He comes in, up to me in box office. I've basically got myself under control by this point
. He tells me "It wasn't that funny." I apologize. "Sorry, its been a really slow day."
The one I remember most is one guy walking up to the farthest door, talking to his friend the whole time. He gets up to the door and automatically reaches for the handle. Imagine his surprise when no handle meets his searching hand!
He stops. Looks left, sees nothing, looks right, sees the doors down there with handles, and stalks over to those doors (I think he saw me



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