A few minutes ago at the Wash-and-Dry I saw this sign on the restroom door:
“Please Knock Door”
Now I realize there could have been some cultural relevancy at work here as to how the phrase was presented. I speak of leaving out the word “on” if that was indeed what happened.
The woman who runs the laundromat is Vietnamese and I am not sure of what type of customs they have such as whether it brings them or anyone good luck by insulting a door.
So I said: “You’re the worst freaking door I’ve seen all day.”
I have to leave now and buy a lottery ticket.