Do You Speak Triangle?

How many little old ladies do I have to squash before I "get it?" Last week, we were visiting my step-mother who lives on the second floor in one of those assisted living places. She has a walker, and we were all piling into the elevator to take her out to lunch when it happened again. I couldn't figure out what button to push! I scooted inside first and frantically searched the panel with all the buttons for the word "open" to hold the doors. Guess what? The word has virtually disappeared from all electronic devices. In it's place are triangles. Sometimes there are two trianges going left and two going right. Sometimes they're going upside down. Sometimes they're hitchhiking. I don't understand triangles. I don't speak their language. I definately don't know which ones to pick. All I want to do is keep two doors from amputating a loved one's arm. Yelling "Help! help! what triangle do I pick?!" doesn't work either. I tried it.

I thought I was over the stress of the dillemma when I decieded to remove a DVD from the player last night. The remote wasn't in its usual spot (under the couch cushions) so I got up and stared at the buttons. More triangles. It's still sitting in the player. I think I'll just go "open" a book while I still know how.