Дверь

"'Something dark lives behind this door. It scratches and begs to be let out. And someday it will definitely come out...' Welcome to our store. Here you will find everything you need for your home and garden. We will be happy to assist you and help you make a choice. In each department, and we have seven of them, there is a highly qualified specialist whom you can always turn to for help... It happened for the first time two days ago. I was giving change to a customer – exactly 17 rubles and 50 kopecks – when suddenly I heard a strange noise behind me, distracting me from my routine work. This sound resembled someone's prolonged exhale. Yes, indeed, an exhale. As if someone large and cumbersome was tired of this life and now sighs heavily. And this was despite the fact that behind me was a deaf wall, although slightly to the left there was a wooden door, grayed with time. As far as I knew, no one had ever used that door. And I had no idea what was behind it. And honestly, I had never wondered about it until that moment. The door was old and shabby, and dark threads of cobwebs protruded from the cracks along the edges. In short, an unremarkable door. And if not for that strange sound, resembling someone's exhale, I would never have paid attention to that wretched door. Today, during lunch, it suddenly occurred to me that I have been working here for almost a year. A whole damn year! During this time, I've encountered various specimens, referring to the customers. One more abnormal than the other, some more disgusting than others. In fact, society has divided for me into: normal people and customers. People are usually friendly, decent, and kind, while customers are monsters who just wait to bite you in the most painful place. 'Enough! This is impossible! I can no longer tolerate this!' Lina burst into the kitchen. Her face was red, and her hair disheveled. It seemed like an infuriated rhinoceros was chasing her. She opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of mineral water, and started greedily gulping it down. 'What happened?' I asked, putting my cell phone aside. Usually, if I'm alone in the kitchen, I just play with my phone; read the news and enjoy my lunch. 'Oh, some old lady just bothered us because she claimed we cut the film wrong,' Lina replied with wide eyes, as she put the mineral water back in its place."