I would pay to have my job

The three-year-old playfully barred my way out of a room.

"Are you blocking me?," I asked.

"No, I'm a door," she replied, "and you have to put money here to open the door."  

I was confused until she made a swiping motion with her hand to illustrate what she was talking about. When she came with me to work last week, she noticed me swiping an access card to open the door to my office.  And where else has she seen me swipe a card? To pay for stuff in a store, of course.  Hence: I must be paying money to enter my office and go to work.  It's all quite logical.

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