Revolving doors. I have little enough time on this planet as it is - the last thing I want to be doing is pushing these things around, in and out of every building.
The manual ones are bad enough, but there's one at IKEA which is automatic. It allows about 20 people in each section, but stops when it catches up with the people, meaning we all have to shuffle along like sheep until it deems us well behaved enough to let us out.
Some chap recently had the idea that he could power all the lights in the reception area of his office building using the power generated from us revolving-door-pushers. At least that would provide some use for the bloody things.
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