But the thing that stuck out was kind of a disappointing thing. For lunch I really wanted to get a hamburger, so I went to Steak ‘n Shake. As I was entering, there was an older couple leaving. Usually, I would open up the door for them, but they took a couple steps back. I assumed they wanted me to walk through. I did. As they left, I thought I heard the old man say “oh, thanks for holding open the door for us… thanks for taking care of us” and so on. And I felt bad, because 90% percent of the time I would hold the door and care. I thought this time I was being cared for in return.