Why Do We Even HAVE That Lever?
When I was a theater tech for my high school’s plays back in the 1990s, we had this little telephone room where the students could call our parents to let them know we were done with rehearsal and we needed to be picked up.
One day, I made my call, and while I did, the door closed behind me… and locked. I didn’t realize until I hung up. This was before cell phones, so I couldn’t get ahold of my dad once he was on the road. (My parents were divorced, and my mom lived further away.) I pounded on the door like crazy, but in the chaos of cleaning up the auditorium and getting ready to leave, no one heard me.
My dad arrived, but no one knew where I was. Someone finally heard me and was able to let me out.
I think they took the lock completely off after that as there was no point in having the room lock to begin with.