It Must be my Cologne

i ws in the city the other day with Lovey. We went into an establishment to check on the timing of something, and then left, as we were too early.

As we left, I noticed that they had some revolving doors. The one we exited from had very wide partitions, and there was more than enough room for two people to walk through it side by side.

As we went through this door, I commented to Lovey that it is strange, but there is a revolving door that one must go through to get into my office building where I work. For some reason, on more that a few occasions, the people was with when entering or exiting the building felt compelled to join me in the much smaller partitions, which makes for a difficult if not uncomfortable litte trip through the door.

We then returned to that same establishment a little while later, but we went approached a normal sized revolving door. As I prepared to enter the partition alone, a woman on her cell phone stepped in to the partition with me!

Weird.