Walking out of the coffee shop, and of course, the door hits me in the side, forcing me to freeze for a second, just because some guy couldn't be bothered to open it for me or even behind me. Meanwhile, he gives me this annoyed look like it's my fault. Coffee in my hand, sweat on my forehead, now I'm just walking back to an empty office. Nice start to the workday.
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