Manners

When I ride to work, I keep my bike inside my cubicle. This means that upon arrival, I need to dismount and walk through three doors. I'm always amused by other people's reactions when I get to the door at the same time they do. More often than not, folks will try to open and/or hold the door for me. This is very thoughtful of them and it probably looks like I'm burdened by the need to wheel my bicycle somewhere it really isn't supposed to go. The funny thing, however, is that when somebody else opens the door for me, they're really just in the way. I've got a good technique for getting myself and my bike through doors quickly and without banging into anything. Add another person, even a kind, courteous one, and everything gets out of whack and I end up crashing into the door or the doorframe. This makes me laugh. So, thank you friendly co-workers, but I've got the door. Don't worry about it.