Rainy and cold Thursday morning.
Office building elevator.

There are no stairways unlocked from the lobby in my building to go up to our office, I have no choice I must take the elevator even if it’s on the second floor… Not a fan. I NEVER take it down… Ever.

I come in with my coffee in one hand, my dripping umbrella in the other, I fumble for my keypass but managed to press the elevator button. I can hear the clicking of boots walking behind me. The doors open, I walk in first followed by this lady (I use the term very loosely) who instead of pushing the button for her floor keeps pushing the one to close the door. We can here another person walking fast in our direction, but this lady just wants to close that door and zoom to her office it seems.

The other person manages to get in as the doors close on her shoulders and reopen. The latest arrival takes her place in the elevator and realizes that the lady was pushing the “close door” button all this time. They exchange an ackward look and then go on:

Lady: Why are you looking at me like this, it’s not like I have to keep the door open for you
Other Person: Well, you could be nice and make sure no one’s running for it
Lady: I don’t have to be nice to anyone
Other Person: Ok… well… I don’t have to be either. How about you shut your fucking mouth and drink your coffee then.
Me: My sentiments exactly
Lady: (dead silence)

Ah… I love rainy and cold Thursday mornings. Don’t you?

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