Me: What? D:
Cashier: THAT DOOR IS CURSED. DON'T GO THROUGH THAT DOOR OR YOU'LL REGRET IT!
Me: ...but there's no other do-
Casher: DON'T GO THROUGH IT!
Me: Is it broken?
Cashier: IT'S CURSED.
Me: Can I ju-
I was rather frightened (not of the "curse", of the cashier), so I went around to the automatic doors in the front. When I walked past the windows in the back to get to my car, I saw her nodding sagely at me. Wut?