OK, then get me out of here! I’m stuck… in a place where I can neither pull nor push a — freakin’ door!
This bit of classical Chinglish finds itself on a folding door. It’s unique in that it can’t be “operated” like a regular door. You’ve got to pull a little handle or “fold” the thing.
Worst still is where they decided to stick the thing. In the toilets. Just when your butt’s about to explode, you have to get through these first. The result is a huge stink and the stuff that I can’t blog here about — on the floor.
I’d favour the ones on the train where you push a button to open the door, then push another one to close it and then let go of your lobster that your stomach had a kernel panic on…
What It Should Read: CAUTION: FOLDING DOOR
Taken May 2011 in Beijing