This morning, while making my way out of the downtown parking garage (Pee Palace is what we call it here) I walked down the stairs from the fourth floor to the third floor and was met by a group of people congregating near the third floor door.
A guy was remarking at how he had trekked down to the first floor and tried to open the steel door that leads from the garage to the city street, but found it locked.
My first instinct was that this guy was new to using the garage--the door is sticky and can appear locked--but you have to push in the center of the door, rather than the right side as is the tendancy of most people. I discovered that firsthand.
In any case, I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't want to challenge the guy in front of the other two people, but also didn't want to waste time being stuck in a smelly staircase, especially already being late to work.
Anyway, I just said "hmm.. well maybe we can walk down and get out through the second floor", which really didn't make sense, cause it would've taken us to the same front door unless we walked through the second level and exited on the other side of the garage. The group of three looked at me funny as I kept walking.
Anyway, my comment was just my way of getting myself out of the situation. I kept walking down the stairs, hearing them behind me discuss strategies on how to get out. One lady even had several bags and was holding boxes of donuts, poor thing.
Sure enough, the front door was in fact open. I want to know how long it took them to get out and whether the guy will ever find out he was wrong and whether he will be embarrased.
From psychology, I learned that the actions of people always hugely vary depending on how many people they are with. It always interests me. Seeing situations where people are either unwilling to question things, unwilling to help or just helpless, when they are in groups. Knowing that, it helps to remember to think outside the box, especially when in groups.
I should've just told the guy that the door can be hard to open and asked what "method" he tried, explaining the idiosyncrasies of the door. Then I could've determined whether in fact the door was actually locked, or whether he was new to the garage. But no, I just left them all, helpless. I wonder how many people have thought they were locked inside that garage, for goodness sakes, try harder!
Funny.