By Josh Rizkalla
Across a campus with a wide variety of students and staff, one social construct unites us all. Worcester State is a hive and as the worker bees, we find ourselves trudging on from class to class. Before entering the next building, whether it be Sullivan or the LRC, the small event that keeps this ecosystem going is the art of holding the door open for the next person.
I understand you may not want to read any further.
“Why do you care so much about this Josh? Why do you think anyone would want to read this? Just drop out and leave us alone.”
Holding doors open may be the last thing you’ll think about in your day and honestly, that’s why this article needs to be written. It deserves time and thought because there are so many different variables to it. You’ve been in the situation where a hoard of students leaves a building in a chaotic fashion and you have to find the right moment to get in without crossing the boundary of being a complete jerk in the eyes of complete strangers. This is a lot more complex than you think.
There you are walking to your class in Ghosh, wishing that instead of being awake at 9:30 a.m. you could be conducting an experiment about the positive effects of sleep on your life. Someone is in front of you about to hold open the door. You say thank you and they continue on to the next door to enter the building and they open it for you. Do you say thank you again?
It’s a completely empty expression of gratitude but when does it get obsessive on your behalf? The best solution to this problem is to send the person a thank you card in the mail along with an Edible Arrangement.
Holding doors open is a great act of kindness. It can even be an act of chivalry which is easy to do and more logical than putting your jacket in a puddle for someone to walk over. Don’t ruin that expensive North Face, just hold the door for a few people and stop being weird. In fact, open the door for everyone who comes in. Hold the door open for hours, quit your job and become a doorman. Why stop at one person?
Another odd situation to be in is the sudden turn of events where a door you nudge open for the person behind you suddenly gains enough momentum to stop a train and slams shut on them. This is the ultimate form of betrayal on your behalf. This is the ultimate Scar throwing Mufasa off the cliff moment and you can’t right this wrong. No two doors are the same. Some stay open for what feels like forever and others require a crowbar to open.
Finally there is the situation where someone decides to be extra nice and hold the door open for you when you’re a good fifteen feet away. Suddenly, you must lace up your shoes and sprint to the door in what has officially turned into a 40-yard dash.
Josh, this has a simple solution, just hit the automatic door opener button and let everyone through in a neat and organized fashion.
These buttons are reserved for people who might have trouble opening doors such as those in wheelchairs or on crutches. The more they are used, the more likely they are to break. This would be like solving a problem of a lack of parking spots by parking in handicap spots. It’s solving a problem by creating a bigger one so don’t be the monster who does this, and publically shun the people who do. I’m talking megaphone-style shaming, really let them know that society has no room for them.
At the end of this article, I can admit that this probably didn’t need to be written. If everything goes smoothly, it’s just a shared moment between two people, strangers even, that allows you to go onto your destination. And as I close the door on this article, and any other awful puns I might include, I want to thank anyone who has ever held a door open for me. You’re a hero.