Yes, I really do dislike glass shower doors; maybe a better word is fear. Give me a curtain. When I am in a hotel with glass doors to the shower and tub, I check the doors inside and outside to make sure --as sure as I can be -- that the doors will easily open and will not trap me inside.
Some people might describe meas claustrophobic. I remember in boot camp we were given a few minutes of tear gas. I got more than my taste of gas because my helmet didn't fit, so I took it off. When they opened the door to the little room we were in, I crowded to the front, seeking to get out. For that, the officer held me until everyone else was outside.
Some people might describe meas claustrophobic. I remember in boot camp we were given a few minutes of tear gas. I got more than my taste of gas because my helmet didn't fit, so I took it off. When they opened the door to the little room we were in, I crowded to the front, seeking to get out. For that, the officer held me until everyone else was outside.
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