So I was in Hutch’s today getting some meat for community group tonight. As I was walking through the door to head home (you know, the automatic doors), there was a mom, grandma, and little kid heading for the door. There are two doors. The “Enter” and “Exit”. The kid started veering toward the “Enter”. The mom said, “No son, we go through here. E-X-I-T means “out”. Yeah, that kid is going to have a hard time with spelling.
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