It happened again today. In a world practically ruined by the ravishes of technology (what do you mean Blue Ray won? I just finished converting all those VHS's into DVD's!) I found myself utterly unable to cope.
I was leaving the Rite Aid, packages in hand. I stepped up to the door, fully expecting it to swing open and let me out into the world. But no. Something was wrong! Very wrong! THE DOOR DIDN'T OPEN!
I tapped my foot. I pretended to surge forward with my upper body in a feint. I pawed at the earth like a caged stallion. And yet the door remained unmoved and unmoving.
I am ashamed to admit I even looked around for help.
And then reality struck. It was an OLD-FASHIONED kind of door. The one you have to push open by yourself!
Now those sci-fi movies do not seem so far-fetched to me. You know the ones where humans become utterly dependant on robots and then the robots take over the world.