So, I drop by the grocery store on the way home tonight. I walk up to the automatic door, and it does not open. I try again. No dice. I stand there, hoping it will suddenly decide to open for me. Nope. By now there is a line of two behind me. I step back and shrug. "It won't open," I tell them.
In response the guy behind me manually pushes the door open with his own two hands and walks into the store. "I'm hungry," he explains over his shoulder.
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