Door Dodgers

Dear Toronto,

You have a lot of different types of people in your borders – people
often say that you’re one of the most diverse cities in the world.
However, this is not limited to the cultural background your peoples
have or the various languages they speak.

No, I’m also talking about the types of characters you have in this far city.

Today, I’m calling out the door dodgers. Yeah, you know the type. Many mornings I head out from Union GO Station with the rest of the sheep to our various places of employment. If you’ve seen me walking around, you’ll know that I often tend to be carrying my knapsack and a duffel bag, since I tend to be moving around a lot. It makes travelling a pain, but it’s something you can get used to.

However, when you’re trying to move thousands of people through three or four doors, you’d expect that people would continually hold the door for the droves coming behind them, no?

Wrong. Oh so wrong.

Door dodgers. They’ll skillfully avoid any contact with an open door
— since the world obviously revolves around them — leaving it to close in the face of the next person.

Are you serious? I barely have free hands! I’ve had to essentially
train myself to use my legs as a second set of arms so I can avoid
these horrid situations. I always glare at them from behind. I hope
one day one of them turns around to get it.

Stupid door dodgers.

–case p.

Author: Casey E. Palmer

Calling the Great White North his home, Casey‘s spent the last few decades in pursuit of creating killer content. From novels as a kid, comics as a teen, to blogs and photos once he could grow a beard, he’ll use whatever’s around him to create amazing stuff. When he’s not creating, he’s parenting, exploring and trying to make life as awesome as possible for everyone around him. Because a boring life’s not a life worth living!

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