I thought there were unspoken rules about revolving doors, like most social norms. It turns out that people are unaware of revolving door etiquette.
First, you have the people who move too fast in the revolving door, like its funny. Just the other day I watched these punk high school children pushing the doors so quick an older woman heals hit the back of the door and basically pushed her through the circle. Rude.
Rule number 1: Move at a steady, normal pace. Do not push faster in the attempt of embarrassing someone, that's uncalled for.
Second, one person per door. PEOPLE! It is not okay to get in the same compartment as a stranger for a revolving door ride. I don't understand why this isn't understood. Wait your turn, do not try to invade my personal space. Thank you.
Rule number 2: One person per door.
Third, Do not stop revolving doors while in motion. Nothing catches someone off guard more than hitting the front of their face in the door they are walking through. It's not like you need to stop for a break, you're going in a small circle.
Rule number 3: Do not stop a door in motion.
Fourth, parents, watch your children. You see this all the time, parents on their cell phone, children running through the revolving door like they are at Disney World. Come on. We have places to go and we cant get there because your 12 children are running through the revolving doors and not getting out. Get off your cell phone and be a parent. Thank you!
Rule number 4: Just watch your children.
Lastly, give yourself enough time to get in the door and out of the door. We aren't trying to trick you, when the door passes you, step in, when the door passes the next opening, step out. It's like people think they are in a fun house. They are so unsure to step in and step out. I didn't think we needed to spell this out, but apparently we do. Also, don't pause long enough that you miss the door and jump in at the last second, that's just foolish.
Rule number 5: Give yourself plenty of time to get in and out of the revolving door.
For all of you who were unaware of revolving door etiquette, here you go, I have now helped you out.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Fly Away With Me...
When I am not working, I feel like I spend half my time traveling. From Trains, Planes and Automobiles, its always an adventure. Last week I traveled to Florida for the weekend, and the trip was great, but the trip down and back didn't disappoint either...
So here's my deal with airports, they are ALWAYS on Orange alert. We get it, and they announce it, every 10 minutes (I am all about airport security, but the Orange alert seems to be a bit pointless). Between Caution, we are currently experiencing an orange level to the H1N1 alerts, its amazing people aren't going into panic attacks while waiting to board the plane. For someone who doesn't travel much they must be terrified. Think about it, TERROR! ORANGE ALERT! BE CAREFUL! to: Please be careful, the flu is spreading. To reduce your risk of the flu wash your hands (no shit, Sherlock) and don't sit next to someone with flu like symptoms (which is basically impossible on any airline besides Southwest).
After passing TSA I venture to my gate, and stop at a Starbucks for a water and sandwich... at the register, the sales associate says $15.95... excuse me? $15.95? I ask ,"Sir, are you sure this pre-wrapped sandwich (4 days ago) and this bottle of water is $15.95?" He nods. "Seriously?" (I think he's gotten this before. I start to go off about how ridiculous the cost is, but then stop because I know he didn't set the price, put my sandwich back and sit down at my gate.
As we wait to board a TSA agent is at our gate, they make an announcement that they will be doing random searches before boarding the plane. As a woman gets pulled to the side I watch the agent. She walks up to him and places her bag on the table, and he looks her up and down, up and down. Ew. This is hardly a professional, if anything, someone should be protecting her from him. He then proceeds to say "As much as I would like to inspect you, and I would, its against company policy. I will have to watch as she examineees you." This poor woman. She's being sexually assaulted by a TSA agent.
Once we board the plane I find my seat, next to this delightful British man. We chat it up about the weather (an obvious topic of conversation) and his 5 homes. The OVERLY happy airplane staff interrupts, 3 times. Can I get you anything, anything at all? He must be VIP because I have never witnessed such a happy and overly helpful person. He orders two glasses of wine, one for him, and one for me. Which we continued to do the entire 2 hr and 55 min plane ride. This old man was trying to out drink me! It was hilarious (and riding on an airplane had never been so fun!). By the time I landed in Florida I was ready for a relaxing vacation, and that poor old man was ready for a nap!
So here's my deal with airports, they are ALWAYS on Orange alert. We get it, and they announce it, every 10 minutes (I am all about airport security, but the Orange alert seems to be a bit pointless). Between Caution, we are currently experiencing an orange level to the H1N1 alerts, its amazing people aren't going into panic attacks while waiting to board the plane. For someone who doesn't travel much they must be terrified. Think about it, TERROR! ORANGE ALERT! BE CAREFUL! to: Please be careful, the flu is spreading. To reduce your risk of the flu wash your hands (no shit, Sherlock) and don't sit next to someone with flu like symptoms (which is basically impossible on any airline besides Southwest).
After passing TSA I venture to my gate, and stop at a Starbucks for a water and sandwich... at the register, the sales associate says $15.95... excuse me? $15.95? I ask ,"Sir, are you sure this pre-wrapped sandwich (4 days ago) and this bottle of water is $15.95?" He nods. "Seriously?" (I think he's gotten this before. I start to go off about how ridiculous the cost is, but then stop because I know he didn't set the price, put my sandwich back and sit down at my gate.
As we wait to board a TSA agent is at our gate, they make an announcement that they will be doing random searches before boarding the plane. As a woman gets pulled to the side I watch the agent. She walks up to him and places her bag on the table, and he looks her up and down, up and down. Ew. This is hardly a professional, if anything, someone should be protecting her from him. He then proceeds to say "As much as I would like to inspect you, and I would, its against company policy. I will have to watch as she examineees you." This poor woman. She's being sexually assaulted by a TSA agent.
Once we board the plane I find my seat, next to this delightful British man. We chat it up about the weather (an obvious topic of conversation) and his 5 homes. The OVERLY happy airplane staff interrupts, 3 times. Can I get you anything, anything at all? He must be VIP because I have never witnessed such a happy and overly helpful person. He orders two glasses of wine, one for him, and one for me. Which we continued to do the entire 2 hr and 55 min plane ride. This old man was trying to out drink me! It was hilarious (and riding on an airplane had never been so fun!). By the time I landed in Florida I was ready for a relaxing vacation, and that poor old man was ready for a nap!
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