(In the elevator at work. Note: The elevator has a female voice.)
Elevator: Going down.
Me: I'll just bet you are. Whore.
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Elevator: Fourth floor.
Me: Whoop-de-fuckin'- do.
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Elevator: Going down.
Me: Not me, baby; my star is on the rise!
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Elevator: Going up.
Me: Well no shit; this is the bottom floor. There's no "down" from here.
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Me (checking out my reflection in the mirrored doors): Damn, I look fantastic! Who wants a body massage?
Elevator: Fourth floor.
Me: You stay out of this!
*There wasn't anyone else in the elevator at the time.
1 comment:
I think it would be pretty entertaining to be a fly on the wall of that elevator.
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