Yes.

Like yeah I can go to Menards and buy a door.

But it used to be I could go to the door store, and speak to a man whose sole passion in life was doors and who would talk about the history of door insulation patterns over the last 50 years without stopping to breathe.

That man is gonna find me the BEST door option for me.

Seriously my neighborhood had one of these. They were across the street from the lighting shop owned by the guy who could tell you the exact date, off the top of his head, that your property got electrical wiring based on your address.

Now these guys rarely get to own a shop, make a good living, and sell the very finest doors for decades. They’re relegated to Reddit posts which are informative but ultimately do not replace door guy having a door shop.

I don’t want to talk to some miserable, underpaid 20 year old who was in plumbing last week and in doors this week and doesn’t know a hammer from a hanger.

what if i die

happy new years guys im still very much active!!!

(hymalayan (left) giving diva energy, and harlequin (right) not giving border collie here, but like she eepy)

My proof?

This hole that my himalayan has been working on since last May. I am convinced that it has no end. I was digging for hours trying to find him in there.

If anyone needs to rob a bank or break out of prison, I know a guy. He is small, beady red eyes, it looks like he is wearing socks, but it really is just his feet: