Learning to love the doorstoppers

Lili Harris, Staff Writer

There’s always hesitancy in opening the doors. Sure, some might feel pressure in figuring out whether it’s “pull” or “push” on the first tug, but nothing compares to the feeling of shame in banging on a door waiting for someone to let you in. Running to a door only for it to close in your face, without anyone in site, is even worse at times. What is there to do?

Enter the door-stopper. It could be anything: a cone, a dumbell, you-name-it. Preventing the door from fully closing, it absolutely eliminates the safety the locked doors might provide, but at least it allows you to get in and out of the building with ease.

These anonymous heroes, be they staff or students, have given us all the luxury of getting to class on time, without asking for praise for their generosity. They deserve this thanks immensely.

The locked doors are an issue for all to bond over. Complaining between periods about them has become a common pastime for students who have to go from one end of the campus to the other in only five minutes. Everyone recollects the good ol’ days when the doors were unlocked, but no one has talked about the renaissance that the door-stoppers have supplied.

These humble people have done more for Liberty than many others have without much notice at all. Please, remember them the next time you spot a little orange cone jammed in a doorway.