Thursday, December 01, 2005
A Brief Conversation
I just passed Mr. Wrong in the elevator bank. An elevator had just dinged open, but it was going up.
Mr Wrong turns to me and says, "I need to go down."
I practically choked on my tongue to stop myself from saying the millions of insanely dirty things that had just popped into my head.
"I have nothing to say to that comment," was all I said.
Mr Wrong turns to me and says, "I need to go down."
I practically choked on my tongue to stop myself from saying the millions of insanely dirty things that had just popped into my head.
"I have nothing to say to that comment," was all I said.
