True story: Sometimes I slow down walking just so I can avoid the awkward interaction where someone has to stand there holding the door and wait for me to walk through it.
This entry was posted on June 24, 2011 by Bethany. It was filed under Random .
Story of my life.
June 27, 2011 at 12:45 AM
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