on the elevator this morning…
I was actually pressing the close door button pretty severely but as the elevator wasn’t responding, I gave up. Just as the doors were about to close, I saw a figure sprinting for the gap, so I held the doors. “I’m in such a hurry to get to work,” he said.
He then went on to tell me how his wife just picked 5 out of 6 lottery numbers, “Here that would have been worth about $150,000, but back home it was only $300.”
My floor came before his, so I wished him a good morning and exited — I never did ask where back home was.
