little capsules of fun
You know it’s been a long day at work when:
You are heading for a destination and come to a doorway with a closed door. You begin to curl your hand to grasp the round handle and you reach the door. Your body naturally continues forward because everyone’s body is used to continuing its movement upon reaching a doorway.
However, you don’t open the door and instead walk right into it, while your hand crumples into the hardwood goodness. In your weakened stupor you realize this door doesn’t have a round doorknob; in fact, it has no doorknob and only requires a pedestrian to gently push on it to open.
Your spirit is not fully crushed and you are determined to get to your destination. “Evasive action!” your mind exclaims, although the exclamation is masked by the intense mental weariness.
Now that your body has recovered from the brief lapse and bump into the door, you lean your limp body into the door. Allowing gravity to create enough horizontal forces, the door opens easily; however, this leaves you stumbling into the next room.
After crossing that plateau-of-a-threshold and recovering your misplaced steps, you realized that you walked into the wrong room. “This is not the lab,” you think, “this is a bathroom.”
April 12th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
My “laughing at the misfortune of others” quotient for the day has now been fulfilled. Thank you!