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Don't know how much people are into observing their surroundings or human behavior, but I've noticed something.  There are 2 kinds of people. 

Group 1:  If something doesn't work or goes wrong, the immediate response is to keep spamming it over and over again thinking it will work.  This person goes up to a door and hits the handicap button but the door doesn't open.  Their solution?  Keep hitting the button because it has to work.  The person cannot accept that it could be broken.  They will keep hitting the button, look around for someone for help, or look for someone/something to blame. 

Group 2:  Something doesn't work or goes wrong, they keep moving.  Same scenario, they hit the handicap button on the door because they are too lazy to open it up themselves.  The button doesn't work, so they immediately write it off as inoperable and will find another way.  They don't look around to see if anyone else notices this 'terrible' thing.  They say to themselves, 'shit happens, what good does standing around do for me?'. 

Which person are you and be honest with yourself.

Varies.

I'm the one who opens the damn door themselves instead of using up time and energy pushing a handicap button that someone who actually needs it could be using.

This was the reply I was waiting for!!! You win!

Dammit, I was editting in the whole Cave Johnson rant with buttons instead of lemons...

I would never hit those buttons because I'm too much of a goody to-shoes that I assumed you had to be handicapped to even look at that button and would be a terrible person if I pushed it without having broken legs or something. Then someone fully able pushed that button and I felt stupid.

Im the kind that spams the button for a few times, then moves on because he's too lazy to figure out another solution... But when it's important, I can make myself do it.

I open the door myself, using the hands I was born with and didn't lose in some horrible accident. Unless it's in Disney World and I have a bag full of Doctor Who merchandise from Epcot, in which case I push the door open with my foot.

What if you hit the button not because you don't know it's broken, but because it's fun? XD you test it once, then keep doing it out of habit? Your hypothetical situation isn't realistic enough! I've seen buttons like this at Hungry Jacks (Australia's equivalent to Burger King), and usually I just open the door without it :D

I'm Group 3: the person that just opens the door and gets on with their life and doesn't mind little things. Sure, little bumps in the road might hurt, but that's what you've got suspension and cushioned seats for.

In all fairness, the way he phrases the statement makes it sound as if the door is rigged to only open for people who hit the handicapped button.

What about people who open the handicapped door manually? Or aks for help? 

Oof. Way to make a guy think. In all honesty, I'm not person 1 nor person 2; if it doesn't work, then open the door the normal way. Taking the easy route in life can often let you do things faster, but when the easy route is out of order and the repair-man isn't coming anytime soon, either fix it yourself or take the hard way.

I was trying to see how many people actually refuse to press the handicap button, but if I asked it straight out, I think it would have skewed the response.  I'm with the group that refuses to press it because I was gifted with two perfectly working hands and arms to push a door open myself.  I also wanted to see how many people freak out when the button doesn't work and that had me thinking.  Could it be that the button doesn't work because perfectly able bodied healthy people push it every day so it is experiencing more wear than it should?

These are the things I think about when I'm bored out of my mind.

Despicable.

Only if they can find the doors...and the handles.

You may be drawing the wrong conclusion from all this.

I'm not even sure what conclusion he is drawing.

Clearly that when something is improperly functioning, it must be struck with a force powerful enough to kill.

O...kay?

And pardon me for my insistence on knowing, but what in the HELL is that in your throat?

Wish I could tell ya, but I don't have all the answers.

Probably a goiter.

Nope. No lagomorphs.

These accusations are getting rather ridiculous, James.

Uh huh, except having small mammals lodged in one's throat is—at least, I believe—not very appealing.

I'm not into maids. Since the '70s, they've just gotten less attractive and more shifty.

There is really no need to be in denial. You are a brilliant dragon; everyone will understand.

But, seriously, if you ate Malk, spit him up. I saved his life once...by urinating on him.

I was trying to see how many people actually refuse to press the handicap button, but if I asked it straight out, I think it would have skewed the response.  I'm with the group that refuses to press it because I was gifted with two perfectly working hands and arms to push a door open myself.

Does it matter if my perfectly capable body wants to push the door open vs. pressing the big blue button on the side? It sounds like you're implying that by refusing to hit the button and opening the door yourself, you're in upstanding person looking out for the handicapped. 

Could it be that the button doesn't work because perfectly able bodied healthy people push it every day so it is experiencing more wear than it should?

Probable but not at all likely. Unless this person is also bored out of their minds and starts smashing the button repeatedly, than sure. But regular people would probably just hit the button once or twice before moving on.

Personally, I never really hit the buttons. Not because I (pretend to) care about something as superficial as the wear on the button, but because I'd rather just push through the doors at my own pace rather than wait for them to slowly open.

I never use buttons, I punch the door down with my +100 holy gauntlet like a boos

But seriously I never see buttons like that.

The only time I see those buttons is at my temple. However the only time they actually have the button on is on Shabbat. And I can't press the button because it's Shabbat.

Depends on my mood. If I'm in a bad mood, I'll pound the button to few times, just because I can. If I'm not, I'll hit it once or twice before ignoring it and using the door. But, I only use it when I'm carrying a lot stuff, so whatever, right?

I'm the kind of guy that tries the button once, if it doesn't work, I leave. Then I come back and blow up the door...