Far Side in Real Life

This weekend, I was in NYC, and I experienced the work of Gary Larson, first hand.

My girlfriend and I were in the smallest Starbucks I had ever seen. It was one of those cut off corners of the building and it was just the place for the drinks, and the place for you to stand. No seats, no tables, no cups to buy, just get your coffee, pay, the get out.

As we waited for the drinks, a woman came up to the doors, which had handles and the sign that said "pull" on them. She then proceeded to push once, twice, and then give up.

Did she think "Oh no. they've finally figured out how to trap us in the Starbucks till we don't have the money to buy our tall, but in a venti cup, half caff, mocha, single vanillia, goat milk, soy whipped, latte?"

Apparently, my girlfriend was afraid I was going to pop a vessel because I didn't want to burst out laughing at this woman.