tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post1366911615269444836..comments2024-02-23T02:45:27.134-08:00Comments on Brodi Ashton: Has this Ever Happened to you when you're holding the door open for someone?Brodi Ashtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13895732483547245372noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-79418675591055690942011-10-17T17:26:53.248-07:002011-10-17T17:26:53.248-07:00I really wish I was you!!!! Dead serious!I really wish I was you!!!! Dead serious!Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15459750915051741749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-61388467080752457742011-10-16T16:15:26.717-07:002011-10-16T16:15:26.717-07:00Looks like we need to do a post on awkward social ...Looks like we need to do a post on awkward social situations. :)Brodi Ashtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13895732483547245372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-65751199338396540842011-10-15T10:29:27.384-07:002011-10-15T10:29:27.384-07:00Oy. I do this frequently. I'm glad I'm not...Oy. I do this frequently. I'm glad I'm not the only one! <br />The other favorite of mine is the chivalrous person trying to hold open the door while I push in my massive stroller. They're sweet and all, but I usually take them out at the ankle then run them over on the way in. And just for good measure (so they don't report me to mall security) I run them over an extra two or three times so that the amnesia will cause them to forget that they ever tried to be nice to the crazy lady with the stroller.Kaylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02334709541074434477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-79815974418920405512011-10-15T00:09:52.518-07:002011-10-15T00:09:52.518-07:00Came here via Shelly's blog, and this post alo...Came here via Shelly's blog, and this post alone is enough to make me hit the follow button :-)Sarah Tokeleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13273148070092101085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-6010022518158136982011-10-14T21:59:14.379-07:002011-10-14T21:59:14.379-07:00I've done that so many times I now just try to...I've done that so many times I now just try to avoid the whole thing by pressing the button with the person in the wheelchair on it(know what I'm talking about?) that opens the door automatically. Then I don't feel like I'm obligated to hold the dumb door open for anyone-- and if it closes in someone's face, I'm already far enough away that I can pretend I had nothing to do with it!The book girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03938416026231746612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-75510878260720617492011-10-14T17:36:35.731-07:002011-10-14T17:36:35.731-07:00Add to this the fact that the person you are holdi...Add to this the fact that the person you are holding the door for is male, who hurry up to come through the door you have been holding for them, only to try to then hold the door for you to go through so they can be chivalrous. <br /><br />Also awkward is walking to a door with a male colleague, but a little ahead, and then trying to decide if I should open my own door, or wait to see if they want to, but what if their hands are full and they are still trying to get the door.Tasha Seegmillerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11489911822054861132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-64552421641094304562011-10-14T13:55:54.331-07:002011-10-14T13:55:54.331-07:00I feel this way about crossing the street as a ped...I feel this way about crossing the street as a pedestrian. I get annoyed when cars stop and wait for me while I'm still far away and also I'm waiting for my 2- year-old to catch up and if they had just gone, they could have been on their merry way by this point, but instead they're glaring at me for taking so long.Alyoshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08106776863523704879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-72227926680444693312011-10-14T13:18:20.091-07:002011-10-14T13:18:20.091-07:00Yeah, been there. With poor old ladies, too...who ...Yeah, been there. With poor old ladies, too...who begin to wheeze as they hurry up our church steps, staring at the crying baby on my hip who just doesn't want to stand still. So it looks like I hate old people AND babies. ;)Faith E. Houghhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03823750019164801104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-58973695613270924982011-10-14T12:44:51.197-07:002011-10-14T12:44:51.197-07:00Hahahaha! This is hilarious! And yes, I totally un...Hahahaha! This is hilarious! And yes, I totally understand and I'll high-five you back.Peggy Eddlemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10241451940725996650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-81778212254539679262011-10-14T12:29:47.519-07:002011-10-14T12:29:47.519-07:00Hee hee, this happens a lot to me, too! It's ...Hee hee, this happens a lot to me, too! It's almost enough to make me just not look behind and hope grandma isn't on my heels ...Tinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-27720975174459945232011-10-14T11:08:36.030-07:002011-10-14T11:08:36.030-07:00I haven't experienced this with an elderly per...I haven't experienced this with an elderly person yet, but it's definitely happened. <br /><br />Also awkward: when you're walking toward someone you KNOW or RECOGNIZE, and there's that awkward moment where you think: <i>Should I say hi? I'm too far away to say hi. Now I have to hold their gaze -- no, I'll just look away. I'm keeping my eyes -- </i> <br /><br />"Oh, hello! Didn't see you there! Walking toward me. But here you are."<br /><br />Oy.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08431419120916907517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-40262917049175481652011-10-14T11:03:33.535-07:002011-10-14T11:03:33.535-07:00I'm usually the one jogging to the door. Somet...I'm usually the one jogging to the door. Sometimes, I like that the person is holding the door open for me. Other times, I'm thinking, "I just wanted to mosey up to the door and now I have to job so I don't feel like I'm making you wait forever. Just the door close, dang it!"Jenni Elysehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403700912436098391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-15458777336026703322011-10-14T10:20:34.231-07:002011-10-14T10:20:34.231-07:00LOL! I don't think I've ever had the pleas...LOL! I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing this.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05738740015526095835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-37403165880279805242011-10-14T09:13:48.293-07:002011-10-14T09:13:48.293-07:00Oh I am so with you in this one. In my job there i...Oh I am so with you in this one. In my job there is a lot of holding the door open, and I face the dilemma fairly often. My way to deal with it changes just as often too.AmieSalmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11902800785882682491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131409629757210790.post-83846931413323290572011-10-14T09:09:57.792-07:002011-10-14T09:09:57.792-07:00Never quite that far away, but yeah.Never quite that far away, but yeah.Donna K. Weaverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15763832177263927311noreply@blogger.com