All entries for Wednesday 23 February 2005
February 23, 2005
Today I wore my fluffy grey hat, pigtails, and my crazy blue wellies with lilies painted on them*, and felt at one with the insane sporadically snowy landscape, and not one bit ridiculous. Snow is the only type of weather when this is possible. It's kind of a Snow Zen, really.
*I feel I should point out I was also wearing many more items of normal clothing as well, otherwise I would have caught pnueumonia and/or been arrested.
It's official. As of 1pm today, there is not a single automatic door on campus that has not tried to trap, maim or otherwise impede my progress through it, mostly in an embarrassing fashion. If you saw a tall blonde girl walking into the supposedly automatic glass doors in Union South at lunchtime today in the afore mentioned embarrassing fashion, then congratulations. You were one of the privileged many who witnessed my last defeat at the hand of All Automatic Doors On Campus.
The doors in Humanities made their feeling pretty clear from the beginning. After the first couple of weeks I learnt to steer clear of their treacherous folding panels and use the manual doors instead. I thought the Arts Centre, being somewhat more neutral territory… neither Union or University, might be more respectful of my status as a person wishing to enter and exit, but after a few choice comedy moments this year, I have quickly learnt this is not the case. The Union doors were my last hope, but after today, our hitherto wary but amicable relationship has broken down.
To be honest, what's wrong with the good old fashioned pull and push? Will nobody hold doors open for those who have their arms full of books/other studenty paraphenalia any more? Give me a friendly door that swings under my weight rather than an maniacal automatic glass panel that flings itself open and closed at will and takes sadistic pleasure in embarrassing me any day.
So I am calling for a truce between me and the doors. I'm not asking for much, just a bit of mutual respect. I'll avoid trespassing on your time as much as I can, if you promise not to attempt assault when there's actually no other choice but to use you. How does that sound?