it still could have been time travel
Aug. 3rd, 2023 07:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
marcicatYesterday I took some boxes to the garage. Wait, backstory:
We have a garage! Yes, it feels wildly luxurious. It's a freestanding structure separate from the house, and connected to several other garages. Most importantly, it shares a wall and a teeny-tiny vestibule with our neighbor's garage.
Also for VARIOUS REASONS the easiest way to get the big door open is to crack open the little door, reach in, and push the button.
SO! Yesterday. I'm at the garage, in the teeny-tiny vestibule, and I opened the little door and IMMEDIATELY I heard the sound of the big door going up. But I hadn't pushed the button! My mind boggled. Was the electricity working TOO WELL? Did the door just up and down on its own whenever? Was the garage reading my mind? Time travel? I pushed the button and then forgot? AMNESIA?!?!
I reversed course out of the teeny tiny vestibule to put eyes on the big door. Which was, of course, still closed. Because the absolute MOST LOGICAL explanation for the situation (aka our neighbor had just arrived and opened their garage door from their vehicle) had not occurred to me at all. (I laughed a lot, then tried to explain it to the neighbor, who possibly did not understand exactly why this was so humorous.)
In conclusion: gold star for my brain for coming up with a half a dozen hilariously improbably explanations for something so simple.
We have a garage! Yes, it feels wildly luxurious. It's a freestanding structure separate from the house, and connected to several other garages. Most importantly, it shares a wall and a teeny-tiny vestibule with our neighbor's garage.
Also for VARIOUS REASONS the easiest way to get the big door open is to crack open the little door, reach in, and push the button.
SO! Yesterday. I'm at the garage, in the teeny-tiny vestibule, and I opened the little door and IMMEDIATELY I heard the sound of the big door going up. But I hadn't pushed the button! My mind boggled. Was the electricity working TOO WELL? Did the door just up and down on its own whenever? Was the garage reading my mind? Time travel? I pushed the button and then forgot? AMNESIA?!?!
I reversed course out of the teeny tiny vestibule to put eyes on the big door. Which was, of course, still closed. Because the absolute MOST LOGICAL explanation for the situation (aka our neighbor had just arrived and opened their garage door from their vehicle) had not occurred to me at all. (I laughed a lot, then tried to explain it to the neighbor, who possibly did not understand exactly why this was so humorous.)
In conclusion: gold star for my brain for coming up with a half a dozen hilariously improbably explanations for something so simple.
