We were leaving the Prudential center in Boston and encountered a very odd situation. There was a revolving door with an open regular door next to it held open. Naturally I walk towards the safer of the two and as I pass through the door rudely shuts right on me, right in front of two friends who naturally burst into laughter. Apparently the timer ran out on the handicapped button. WTF? I know it seems that maybe karma was being mean and perhaps if I had taken the revolving door things would have been better. Only revolving doors would try to injure you as revenge for mean blog posts.
