[ WP ] I 'm fairly certain I 've closed my closet door more times than I 've opened it ...

John was pretty normal guy living a pretty normal life. Some would even venture to say that his day was quite a normal one. 
 
 Little did John suspect his day would n't be very normal anymore. He had just come back from the bathroom, having wiped his bottom thrice, a normal amount of time considering his diet. His hands were still wet, as it is quite normal to wash your hands thoroughly but not quite normal to dry as good. But I disgress, John was back from the bathroom when he noticed his closet was open. 
 
 John looked at the door and wondered out loud `` What the? ``. John closed the door. 
 
 John was pretty sure he closed it in the morning. Mumbling to himself he remembered closing the door, and like a normal guy he was pretty sure about himself because he remembered every detail surrounding it. He ate his breakfast, opened the closet, took his coat, and then closed the door before heading to work. He was sure of it. 
 
 Still, he pondered why it changed state all by itself.The answer was shocking, he realised his memory was from yesterday. This morning he ran out of eggs and decided to eat at Tim Horton's, a very normal thing if you are from Canada. Everything was normal, as it should be, he simply forgot to close the door because he was in a hurry. 
 
 John closed the door. John looked at the door and wondered out loud `` What the? `` 
 
 He was sure of it, he just closed the door twice in a row. The first time the handle was dry and his hand wet, then he stood there a second remembering about his breakfast at Timmy's, and finally he closed it again but the handle was wet that time. Things were n't normal anymore, and John did n't like that, as normal people like normal things. Okay, sometime normal people like weird things in the bedroom, but the closet did n't have anything to do with the bedroom. In fact, John experimented in college like any normal guy and realized there was never any closet in his sexual life. 
 
 Not too sure what to expect, John opened the door. He could n't believe his eyes. He opened the closet but it was still closed. He stood there, in shock, like any normal guy would after such an incident. 
 
 `` Dude, crack a match or something! ``, said his roomate from the couch. 
 
 `` Man, I swear, I closed the door twice and when I opened it, it stayed closed. I think I'm going nuts. ``, he replied. 
 
 His roomate looked at him in despair, sighed and explained: `` Everything's normal. You closed the door twice, now you have to open it twice. Simple mathematics. `` 
 
 John looked even more confused, he could n't close something twice. 
 
 `` Look it's simple mathematics really. If you look at the door in binary terms, 0 is open and 1 is closed. So if you close it twice, it's a 2. When you opened it, you brought it back to 1 `` 
 
 Since normal people do n't understand binary, it made perfect sense to John. Everything was back to normal and to this day, neither John nor Cthulhu talked about the closet door again.
