My coworker and I were both headed downstairs to the receiving dock. As we approached, he, like many others I have seen, pressed the handicap button that opens the double doors leading into the area.
"Why do so many people have to press that button when they could easily open the door themselves?" I asked.
"I like having doors magically open for me."
"I have doors opened for me all of the time."
"Yeah, but that's because you have breasts. It's no fair."
A little crude, but I still laughed...and, of course, then we briefly discussed the fairness of it all.
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