I do not understand this whole business of locking the right door and unlocking the left. This morning, to escape the cold NYC sunrise wind, I just about pulled my arm out of its socket yanking on the right-side door of the MAIN entrance to Starbucks. I'm really trying to grasp the logic here. Are they just afraid that some enormous animal will enter, unexpectedly, and devour all the over-priced treats???
Blog interruption: One must really watch how much fiber one eats. Let's just say that the mouth isn't the only thing that can produce Embouchure.
Anyways, what's so wrong with unlocking BOTH frigga-frackin' doors? Why not the right door? Does Starbucks have a special deal with southpaws? Huh? Huuuuh? 93% of the human race are righties, people. I think the dirt bags behind the counter peddling Americas favorite black-crack just enjoy watching people yank the daylights out of the proper door. Then push. Then finally try the last logical option, the left side.
I can't tell you all the creative words that wanted to spew forth from my mouth as I finally made it through the blasted left door. I mean, I'm already on edge as it is pre-coffee and all.
Next time I think I'm just going to stand in front of the door and pound on it until someone unlocks it.