The front doors of my grocery store suck to open. When it's windy, they weigh about a hundred pounds. It was too much for one woman to take this morning and she made her feelings known to a guy standing in the store's entrance.

"Isn't there something you can do about these awful doors? They're unsafe! I hate them! You're lucky you don't get sued! Someone could get hurt! This is ridiculous! And for a fancy grocery store, I mean, puh-lease!"

The man's response: "I don't work here."


And that was that. The woman didn't go find someone who actually worked there, she just said, "Oh," and got on with her shopping, perhaps thinking now that the grocery store might be an anarchy, and that those doors aren't so heavy that she should want to fix them herself.



Tom, February 12, 2006, 2:27 PM        (link here)