 
Just back from lunch, I strolled through the marble-lined reception area of my office building. I hit the "up" button, and expected one of the two elevators to open. One said it was already on the first floor, but it didn't open. The doors waited for the other elevator, on its way down from 5th floor. The lighted numbers proceeded past third and second, and stopped on the first floor. With a ding, the elevator opened.Three office chairs -- chrome tube construction with orange seats, not a desk chair -- lined the back wall of the elevator, and in each sat a woman from the office below mine. Each woman crossed her legs on the same side, and each smirked with malicious amusement. The one in the middle held a small stack of papers."Can we help you?" one asked, and the other two giggled uncontrollably."Ummm...going up?"
Oh man! I so want elevators
in my office building now! --Tess,  4/18/2003 00:55:39
Your new journal format looks
cool. --Laura, 4/22/2003 21:00:17
Hey, thanks! I decided it
was a bit too muddy with
three columns, so I condensed
it to two. I'm still working
on where to put some of the
removed stuff; it'll probably
end up on my main personal
webpage. --Derek, 4/22/2003 21:10:04
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