If my arms are full of trays of data crystals and other important supplies, don't open the door for me. I need to learn how to function as a paraplegic. Opening doors with no arms is good training in case I should ever be injured and lose all use of my limbs. Of course the idiot manager had to crowd me as he went by, even though there was plenty of room. I nearly dropped the whole load.
I'm sick of these posturing fools who think they can get away with pushing people around just because they can.
Note to self: Need to research telekinesis. Or techniques on dealing with fools masquerading as managers.