But in my experience, most of the big, problem solving solutions I have witnessed have been exactly the same. So to you my dear readers, I pose a question:
Why is it, that when you walk up to an elevator, and see two or more people waiting for it, why do 85% of you push the button? Do you think that in the past 30plus seconds I have been waiting, that it honestly has not occurred to me to press the 'up' or 'down' button? If I could read your mind in the moments leading up to the unnecessary second push, would I hear--
Heya...why uh, why are all these people standin' here? Huh. Seems weird. I wonder if they're waiting to leave the ground floor. Why are they just staring at the elevator door like that? Its not here. Don't they know you have to summon the lifting machine? Fools. Lemme give them a hand.--
and then the sound of a button being pressed? Would I??? You are not inventing the wheel here. No one is going to lift you onto their shoulders and carry you onto the elevator and chant your name for the next eight floors. Well, probably not...
Its even worse when you are waiting outside a locked classroom, or conference room, or a locked meeting place of any sort. Because chances are you know the asshole who walks up and greets you, and then proceeds to try and open the door. Which is really just a personal slap in the face. I mean, its one thing if its an impersonal slap from a stranger, but another thing altogether when its a person you know. Because then you have to assume that that person thinks, on some level, that you are in idiot. That maybe all these years you have gone through life not knowing what those shiny, silver, twisty things on doors are. Or maybe they think you aren't physically strong enough to push the door open. And that makes you feel sad on the inside and pissed off on the outside.
The one exception to the rule is when you're waiting in line for a stall in the bathroom. Girls are stupid about that for whatever reason. All the doors close on their own ladies. I promise you that a ghost is not using the toilet. Haunting it, maybe, but they can't pee. Thats a fact. So don't be offended when I bypass the line and walk down the stall isle, pushing open door after door, while playing theme music in my head to make a point. And don't think I'm rude when I shout "TA DA" when I throw open the last door and take a bow before going inside. Its just charming theatrics and I think I earned it.