STFU!

'Twould appear to Yours Truly Dooley® that our citizenry has developed something of an obsession with the status of the front doors dotting our landscapes. Today alone I have been instructed to "shut the front door" on three occasions that have shown no evidence of open entryways in the vicinity! For the vinyl record, when I enter or leave a residence, you can be assured that I check to see the door is safely fastened. Furthermore, when I arrive at — or depart from — the station house, I can say with all manner of confidence that the door will not be left ajar. (Please note that though I was raised on a remote farm in Lincolnshire, I was not born in the barn!) Lastly, given that conditioned air does not come without goodly expense, methinks all would be Dooley Advised™ to "Shut the bloody windows!"