So sarameg, are you saying you wait until the person in front of you exits the revolving door before you enter? What if there are people coming in from the other side?
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Either I've seen this guy before, or my total of Masai in full getup in LA is greater than my total of same in Kenya.
However, my first LA Masai sighting was a guy with a car. With plates that said MASAI. Well, NSM a car as a Land Rover. With animal skins.
At least he didn't stare at me, that I noticed.
I was totally uncosmopolitan doing the double take thing today, but dude. Masai.
Nobody every misspells my name.
Heh. I just misspelled your (user) name in Boxed Set yesterday (flipped the i and the e), but I noticed later and edited. Not sure whether your user name is your actual name, though.
I don't have turnstile phobia, but I used to have down-escalator phobia. Sort of around the time I had a mild swallowing fear. Clearly I had issues in my preteen years, and that's how they manifested. Weird ass kid.
Dude, I totally invoked the "don't talk about misspelling or you will misspell in that very post" rule.
And ha, yeah, my user name is actually a harder to spell version of my real name.
And I totally had (have) escalator phobia, too, as I feel certain I have mentioned. They have scary teeth! They move inexplicably and in ways different from human locomotion! They have eerie green lights coming from below where clearly monsters unknown to humans live, waiting to eat the masticated bits of people sucked through the escalator teeth!
Err.
Still have, evidently.
But when I was a kid, it was way worse. I distinctly remember my parents trying to cure me of my escalator fear by going ahead on the escalator without me when I balked, leaving me forlorn and desperate at the top of the escalator. I'm sure it was the last ditch effort in a series of warm and encouraging efforts, but it was clearly deeply scarring. Abandonment! Green lights! Teeth!
I was totally uncosmopolitan doing the double take thing today, but dude. Masai.
I would double take for a Masai. But then I used to double take for interesting squirrels. I am most likely not a reliable double take gold standard.
Heh. I'm down at UCLA visiting Grace and just left due to shift change. Turns out the world premiere of The Kingdom is right now, right here. Just in time to catch glimpses of Jennifer Garner in what seems to be a smokin' red dress. And Jamie Foxx is holding court down at the start of the red carpet.
Man, paparrazi are LOUD.
So sarameg, are you saying you wait until the person in front of you exits the revolving door before you enter? What if there are people coming in from the other side?
I wait until I'm not afraid of being trapped by my own devices. 1 person per enclosure usually does it. People entering also freak me out. I've travelled down a subway tunnel with my backpack jamming the doors open 1.5 feet. It was SCARY. Similar issues.
Liese, it may be a result of not having escalators. The nearest on growing up was the El Paso airport. My city had none (and still may not have any.) What cured me? Scary-ass fast and steep Moscow escalators. After that? Everything else is tame. You could seriously die on those suckers!
Ah, it was Will Smith causing all the racket.
Jada is freakin' tiny.
lori! I wish I had content, but I don't! But lori!
Actually, I was fascinated by escalators as a small child because they were totally foreign to my little suburban life, so it was a big novelty to go anywhere they were -- ditto for elevators!