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elevated tempers on the elevator

i entered an elevator today at work that already had a passenger. she was a good foot shorter than me. curly dark hair put up in a pony tail. probably in her mid twenties. she was wearing a white button up shirt, black dress pants and shiny black shoes. in her hands she was holding some food in a box. she must be a caterer i thought to myself. her face looked as though she had not slept in a while. and her attitude and patience seemed to agree with her appearance.

even before i got on the elevator she started furiously pushing the door close button. then she started yelling at the elevator. "this stupid f***in' elevator, what is wrong with it now! i hate this piece of s***"

in my head i thought of saying "you have to be patient with these things. no need to get all worked up." but i kept quite to myself. this lady was a timebomb and i did not want to help move the fuse along.

she grew soo unpatient with the door not closing, that she made an exit. but just as she was leaving the door started closing and nailed her in the arm. "f***! now it starts working!" her dislike for the elevator was becoming quite clear. and it seemed as though the elevator returned its dislike for her. she retreated back to her spot in the corner of the elevator, the doors closed and we began our ascent. she scurried off as we hit floor 3. i remained, i still had 2 floors to go. i let the doors close on their own. this elevator had gone through enough already for me to be pushing anymore buttons.

i returned to the elevator a few minutes later for a return to floor 1. before i reached my destination the elevator stopped and the doors began to open. the number on the wall indicticated that it was floor 3. low and behold psycho is returning to the elavator which she had just gashed with her words. only now she was in a chipper mood. although she still compulsively pushed the door close button. i still kept to myself even with her change in attitude. it seemed as though her temper follows the direction of the elevator.

if i ever build an elevator, it will have a very untraditional button...an eject button.

Comments

and what???

i was using that as a reminder for myself. so that i would remember to finish the story when i had more time.

very nice david--good thing she didnt talk to you either!

next time you should casually press a bunch of buttons to make a stop at each floor

i don't think that i would want to spend any extra time with her. although seeing her reaction to something like that would probably make me laugh, which may or may not be worth the punch in the face that would probably follow.

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