I'm still seething about the elevator at 2:47. It's not even as if it was late. No, I had to ride to half floor before the lights flickered and it lurched back to life. The people from 14 get off at 15 all the time but this time, of course, the ones who just got on were in their own little world. Now I'm late for a meeting and my coffee is lukewarm. What even is the point?

10h ago by anonymous | Report

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