I could hear the jingle of their keys and the swoosh of their clothes and they followed me towards our building. I reached the door and turned. They were walking up the pathway. A bit too close, and yet a bit too far away. Do I wait and hold the door for them?
I seemed to be having a good luck kinda day. I hadn't picked the wrong key to put into the lock, the lock hadn't seized up and given me issues. The heavy door hadn't bent my key ring further. This being my second of the year.
I made my decision. I looked back one last time, made eye contact saw that they were starting to speed up, anticipating what I went through. Regardless, I went through the door and let it fall shut behind me.
Have you ever watched as someone goes through the door and lets it close behind them a mere 14 seconds before you would have arrived? The frustration that comes from that but also the understanding that then you would have had to speed up and they would be awkwardly standing there and you would be rushing and maybe you bump into them as you enter through the door and you've been panicking so much that you forgot to say "thank you". Yeah, that sort of situation. Well I figured, why not consider their POV. What fantastical or entirely banal events happened in their day that led them to letting that door close not even that close to your face.
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