Kelsie was minding her own business at the counter when she noticed a bloke she'd never seen before standing in the doorway with a big stick in his hands. Holding it horizontally he then did a passable impression of a bluebottle on a window. Forward he'd march, the ends of the stick would clatter against the dooway and thus repulsed he'd try again.
"I can't get in!"
"I can't get in."
"The stick won't go through the doorway."
"Why don't you turn the stick around ninety degrees? You'll be able to get in then."
"That's not the point."
"What is the point?"
"The doorway's not wide enough."
"Wide enough for what?"
"If a disabled person tried to come into this library they wouldn't be able to come in because the doorway's not wide enough."
At which point a lady on an electric buggy drove in and parked in from of the counter to return her books.