They go up.
They go down.
Some are big.
Some are small.
Most are benign.
But a few are soooo much more.
Just read thru chapter five of Fifty Shades of Grey and you'll know how much more I'm talking about. . .
. . .or get in an elevator with me.
No, I've never done THAT in the elevator, but sometimes, I change an uneventful, benign elevator ride into a source of entertainment.
Like the other day, I walked over to the elevator where a co-worker was already waiting. I said, "Going down?"
Did I mention my office is on the top floor?
Did I mention that we don't have one of those cool, burst-thru-the-ceiling glass elevators like in Charlie & the Chocolate Factory?
Hmm, I didn't think so. However, my co-worker was kind enough to try to hide her snicker and say, "Um, yah." You all I'm sure are snickering right to
my face the computer screen.
Did I mention I'm a dork? Snicker away, I can't hear you.
- Fortunately, this was between me and a friend, not an executive.
- No one was in the elevator with me the day I stepped in and pushed the button for the floor I was currently on. I silently waited for the elevator to get moving. It didn't. I know, just sigh and shake your head.
- Fifty Shades of Grey - if that tie isn't a silver lining in and of itself, I don't know what is.