The Backpack Battering Ram: One Engineer’s Perfectly Petty Doorway Revenge
Picture this: You’re a weary engineering student, lugging a backpack that feels like it’s filled with bricks—because, in a way, it is. Dense, hardback textbooks. Calculators the size of small children. Maybe a half-crushed granola bar at the bottom for moral support. You’ve just survived a grueling lecture, and all that stands between you and sweet, sweet freedom is a single, narrow exit door. One. Door.
But wait! Blocking your path is the dreaded “doorway clogger”—that one person who, for reasons known only to the universe, chooses to plant himself right in the middle of the exit, deep in conversation, oblivious to the human traffic jam building behind him. It’s enough to make any rational person dream of petty revenge.