My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

I accidently got on the down elevator when I intended to go up this morning.  Of course I realized this too late to do anything about it and ended up having to take it down 22 flights to the ground floor.  I ran into the Managing Partner on the ground floor, who looked at me askance for not getting off.

MP:  —?

Me:  Um, I got on the wrong elevator.

MP:  You know, there are ferris wheels and roller coasters and things like that if you like rides.

Me:  Yes, but none of them are in the office and I have to liven up my day somehow.

(*awkward silence for 17 flights*)

[Elevator opens on 17th floor, no one enters.]

Me:  That was my belated and wild attempt to stop the descent.

MP:  Oh.

(*awkward silence for remaining 5 flights*)

This entry was posted on Monday, December 12th, 2005 at 9:24 pm and is filed under Friends, Family, Et Al., Lawyering and the Like. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.