I must be in a bad mood, cause I just feel like complaining. I really hate glass doors. I know that sounds strange but I really do hate glass doors. I am on my way to church thinking I look OK and then it happens, I got to the door to go in and see my reflection in the glass door and realize that I don't look as good as I thought (or wished) that I looked. If I wanted to see my reflection I'd look in a mirror. I also hate going down the frozen food aisle...it scares me to look in the glass doors to see what I actually look like. If you can't see yourself then you can imagine that you look good and then you feel good. Nothing blows your self esteem that seeing what you actually look like through a glass door.