I can’t believe she did it again. Sixth time this week.
Rule One: Always expect someone is leaving the elevator.
Does she care? No.
Every time the doors open, in she charges, regardless of whether you’re getting out or not.
She’s like a virus. Others drawn by her stupidity follow her in trapping you inside. I always have to fight to get out.
But, today, I fixed things.
We were both waiting for the lift. The doors opened. No lift. Just the yawning chasm of the shaft.
I pushed. Her screams were delightful.
She won’t barge in on me anymore.