The Force of a Sandal

Troy: “I still don’t believe that you have the Force or that you’re using it to close the refrigerator door. You’re pushing it with your hand, and it’s already closing as you walk away.”
Me: “Fine. I see you are a true skeptic, and you need more concrete proof. So, I’m going to show you once and for all in a way that will leave no room for doubt. There, the refrigerator door is open, and it’s not moving. I’m going to walk away, and you see that’s it still standing still. Agreed?”
Troy [suspicious]: “Yeeees.”
Me: “So, you agree that if I can close it from way over here without touching it, then I have the Force? And you’ll stop denying my power?”
Troy: “Sure. If you can do it without touching it.”
Me [holding up my hands and aiming them at the door]: “I just have to concentrate, feel the Force, and direct it.”

…I kick my sandal off my foot and hit the refrigerator door with it. The door starts to slowly move until it slams closed…

Me [turning and smiling triumphantly at my son]: “Ha! I told you that I had the Force! I closed it without touching it. You agreed.”
Troy: “The only Force you have is the Force of the sandal. I’m not agreeing to anything.”
Me: “I don’t even know who you are anymore.”