Doormat Stage Entry

I jogged away from the locked bike and strutted right up to the convenience store entrance! Right in front of the automatic sliding doors lay a heavy-duty ribbed rubber welcome mat with thick bristle stripes. That looked like an elite catwalk runner built for serious sneaker traction! I took two charging strides, launched off the concrete curb, and dragged both soles across the textured ridges with a sharp, squeaky skid. The coarse rubber brushed off every speck of street grit in an instant! Standing tall right on the central emblem, I locked both thumbs in the air just as the glass doors slid wide open with a chime.