Beware of...WHAT?

So Saturday a co-worker's wife was out of town and mine was busy studying so he and I elected to go golfing. We went up to Longview, had a nice round, and after the trip he wanted a soda. So we stopped at a little quick-mart type thing with bars on the windows. 

There was also an unleashed dog lounging around the door. Not sure what type it was...not a doberman or german shepherd but certainly one of those dangerous types. So you would think that would be what the warning on the door was. See, there was a warning sign. I saw it. I read it.

"Beware of..."wait for it....think about it...beware of what? Dogs? Security camera? Diseases you are likely to pick up in a pit like this one?

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

"Beware of door."

What, is it going to jump out and get me? Is it a one-way door...customers go in, they don't come out? Is it a pick-pocket door? Will it molest me?

Since I am writing this Sunday evening and that was Saturday afternoon you might deduce I escaped the deadly clutches and sweat-inducing terrors of that door. But you might not be so lucky. Whatever you do, remember....keep watching the doors. No, wait, that phrase has already been used. Never feed the doors after midnigh...oh, that isn't original either.

 I guess the upshot is...if you are ever so thirsty that you purchase a soda in a location with "Beware of Door" labels, just don't be dumb enough to tell people about it.