Hmmmmm..... how did that happen?

I was standing outside the restaurant the other night with one of the customers, we were watching a storm blow in. Since it had been so hot during the day, the cool breeze felt good. This was the like the third wave of the storm, or there about…..the clouds were looking dramatic….blowing all around…..some much darker than others….there was a lot of lightning…..all the makings of a cool storm.

Along the side of the building on which we were standing, were three sets of double glass doors, not solid glass, but the kind with 10 panes of glass in each door, kind of like French doors, that lead to a small patio.

I have never seen any of these doors open. Until now. As we were standing out there watching Mother Nature at her finest…..I caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye…..I looked to the left, the woman I was standing with also looked over….and we watched one of the doors, silently, slowly, and very steadily open up, and stop when it got to a 90 degree angle to the door frame, and stay there.

I must have been staring pretty hard…my fellow storm watcher looked at me, looked back at the door, then at me again…(I was still staring) ….she walked over towards it, but the little patio is surrounded by a wrought iron fence…you can only get to it from the inside. She walked back, and then I told her, “I’ve never seen any of those doors open .” Suddenly the wind kicked in something fierce, and blew the door shut.

Well now, this is interesting, and your imagination starts churning, mostly because of the many rumors that the building is haunted. As suddenly as the wind kicked in, it started raining, so we went back inside.

I went and found one of the servers who had been working there for years…..told her about the door, and she informed me the doors were always locked. So we went back downstairs….(the building is on a hill, and this was on the bottom side of the hill)….we tried to push the door open, jiggled it around….couldn’t get it open. Back we go upstairs….we were telling some of the others what happened…the manager told us it wasn’t locked. So now four of us go back downstairs (it was slow and we had time to kill)…..one of the busboys tried pushing on the door to get it open…he finally did, but it took some effort. Then the two of us who went down first tried it, and yes, we got it open, but again, it took a lot of effort….and a lot of noise ensued in the process.

A little while later I was talking to the manager…he said since the doors were on the west side of the building, and the storm was blowing in from the west, it was the wind that blew the door shut. I told him I totally understood and agreed with that part, I’m not a complete idiot (thought some may argue that)…..I was out there, I felt the wind. My question is…..What caused the door to smoothly, silently, and steadily open? To the west, and into the wind……with nary a sound……