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@MorpheusB a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away I did tech support for a software company that sold products on "floppy" discs. Those disc drives had little latches you would flip down to secure the disc, and begin reading/writing. We called them "doors."

I was on a call with a customer who was having a problem with their software. I asked them to put the floppy disc in the drive and close the door.

I heard the phone placed on the desk, then footsteps, then the sound of a door closing, then footsteps, then the phone picked back up, and then, "OK, I've closed the door. Now what?"