Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Elevators.

have you ever seen a whole group of people waiting for an elevator yet you dont know or see the elevator so it appears they are all just staring at a blank wall with anticipation. 

why is it when you get on the elevator everyone acts like a mute afraid to say anything.. sometimes they wont even say a floor number needing to shuffle around bumping everyone to push it themselves. 

why arent elevators ceilings and floors decorated more appropriately because its the only place anyone is looking ... or at the floor numbers switching  1... 2... ohhh dear, whats coming next?!!?  

sometimes, the brave, will not look at either of those places only just stare from one avoiding face to the next as if testing each person to see who will crack first.  probly judging and saying i wish someone in here would talk or look at me so i would feel comfortable to talk to them... ugh, look at her hair, why leave the house with such a messy mop?!!  did that guy even shower today, stench is permeating from the general are he's in, gross. 

as soon as that door cracks open... sighs of relief, out we go... oh shoot, i have 3 more floors ... now we're stopping for another person.. ugh. process repeat.  im taking the stairs. 

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