The circus performer proclaimed ‘Roll up, roll up! Make your choice and choose a door. You just don’t know what you’ll find on the other side!’
‘It can’t be much, it’s just a door’. I scoffed, chose yellow, stepped through and came out the other side.
‘It’s just a door! Nothing’s changed! What a con, I want my money back!’
The performer raised his eyebrows, laughing.
I turned to my wife and daughter in anger.
‘Come on, let’s go’.
She backed away, ‘I don’t know who you are, leave us alone!’
Turns out, I chose wrong.