Fixing For Something Else
(I’m working the security gatehouse at a TV production studio. A “supporting artist” for a new TV show walks up to the metal pedestrian exit gate, presses the release button, and waits. This is a metal gate with no electronic parts, plainly not automatic.)
Me: *leaning out* “Hi there! You need to pull the gate open after you press the release button, please.”
Extra: “It’s not working!” *points at the gate*
Me: “I’m sorry; it’s not automatic. It’s a door you have to pull open yourself.”
Extra: *thumping the release button* “It’s not working. Look!”
(I sigh, walk outside, move her gently aside, push the button, and pull the gate open for her.)
Me: “See? You just push the button, then pull the gate.”
(She walks through to leave, then turns around angrily.)
Extra: “It’s broken! You should get that fixed!”