Doin' the Dunkin Dance

I love Dunkin iced coffee, something I don't keep secret. I especially love that even the decaf iced tastes good, since my doctor recommended I cut back on the caf. (The withdrawal headaches are coming less frequently now...)

What really fascinates me about early morning visits to Dunkin--besides the fact that there seem to be 2,000 DDs in a 50-mile radius of my home, yet every one of them is busy at 7:30 a.m.--is the little dance people do as they enter and exit. Most DDs have two sets of doors, which is helpful in the blustery winter. But that makes it tough to exit, especially if both your hands are full.

Rather than just let the exiters struggle, however, the enterers (is that a word?) generally hold the doors. Which results in the exchange of a little hip swing, a little twirl around, a touch of jazz hands with the cups of joe, and a heartfelt "Thank you!"

I guess the arrivals are so happy to be there--especially for that first cup of the day--that they get a nice jolt of politeness. Drop a door at DD? Never!