Elevator
So, I work on the third floor. The snack machine is on the first floor.
I get on the elevator at the third floor and press the (1) button. The
elevator stops on the second floor. A guy gets on. He does this triple
take of the floor number. I mean, I had to stop my self from asking him
"what floor do you want?" There is no basement. I thought for a moment
he meant to get on an "up" elevator and would ride this one back up,
but no. He got off at the first floor and headed out.
I got my PayDay bar and went back to work. It is one of those things
that has stuck with me all afternoon. It plaid repeatedly, like a
crappy song that won't go away. I had to blog it to evict it from my
mind.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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