Umm...

Background knowledge: Our building's lobby has a revolving door, and a regular door next to it. You can even push a button and the regular door will open automatically, in case your hands are full or you are otherwise indisposed. Also, there is always someone at our building's front desk, and during these events the person was Ted, who is very friendly and awesome.

Situation: Ben and I disembarked from the elevator into the lobby just in time to see a girl, who looked to be around our age, attempt to go through the revolving door while pulling a wheeled suitcase behind her. She made it into one of the revolving door compartments, but there wasn't enough room for her suitcase to make it into the compartment behind her.

Expected outcome #1: Girl backtracks out of the revolving door, and goes through the regular door.

Expected outcome #2: Girl is very committed to using the revolving door, backs up enough to pick up her suitcase and carry it close enough to her body such that it fits in the compartment with her and she is able to successfully exit.

Expected outcome #3: Girl is very committed to using the revolving door, but unable to figure out how to get the suitcase through. She lets go of the suitcase, completes her revolution through the door, then comes back in through the regular door to retrieve her suitcase.

Expected outcome #4: Any other course of action that involved the girl, who looked to be of sound mind and body and is presumably mentally competent enough to be allowed to travel independently, figuring out how to end up outside the building with her suitcase.

Actual outcome: The girl just stood there. For about 30 seconds, just kind of looking at the suitcase stuck behind the door panel. After it became apparent she wasn't going to figure it out, Ted said, "try backing out and going through the other door." She looked at him for a moment, then tried to keep going forward, only to be surprised when she again couldn't continue because of the stuck suitcase. She resumed looking at the suitcase and standing still. Ted once more tried to explain the solution to her, this time she didn't attempt to move in either direction, and commenced staring at Ted. Finally, Ted came out from behind the desk, took the suitcase from her, told her to continue out the revolving door, and took the suitcase through the normal door himself so he could hand it back to her outside.

After she was on her way and Ted came back inside, he made eye contact with me and Ben, who had been standing in the elevator watching the whole bizarre situation, and the three of us simultaneously burst out laughing.

Disclaimer: I am almost certain that I didn't just make fun of a mentally challenged person, but if I did I take everything back. In retrospect, I'm fairly sure the most likely explanation (given her relative youth, the number of college students that rent in our building, and the fact that it was early morning) is that she was on something, or coming down from being on something.

Moral of the story: Don't rave and revolve?