the lady and the elevator

It always surprises me that no matter how "routine" your day starts, something really strange seems to happen. Like my morning trudge to work. I have a car but I absolutely DETEST having to drive in Manila - especially Makati. I'd rather walk, or on extremely LAZY days, take a cab. Then again, taking a cab is an ordeal in itself. Ever wonder how these cab drivers (many rude though there are some really nice ones few and far between) treat you like crap on a busy (or worse rainy!) day then honk at you as if it were a sin if you don't ride them when you don't need them?

Hmmm. I think I shall save that topic for another day.

Going back, I was taking my usual route to work. Everything's so.. normal. Whew. I'm home free. And then I get to my building. The building with the SLOWEST elevator in the world, I kid you not. The building with the MOST INCONSIDERATE passengers in the world. The building where elevator etiquette ceases to exist.

I usually can tell how my day starts just by getting into my work building's elevator. People hold open the door for you.. a good day. Running into someone you know in the elevator.. an even better day. Getting off the elevator a gazillion times because the jerk next to you refuses to move to let other passengers out then nonchalantly lets the elevator doors close on you as you get in.. I'm on a warpath. Today, I think, is more of a silly day.

SOME LADY ACTUALLY FELT LIKE SHE HAD TO GIVE A COMMENTARY ON OUR RIDE UP. Yeeesh. As it was going up, she started counting.. LOUDLY. One, two, three.. "Ay may lalabas dito sa eighth floor..Ten pa tayo, nine, ten. I HONESTLY wanted to clap when she got out. Wow, lady. Thank you for that invaluable insight into the comings and goings of elevator folk. I'm sure it will benefit all of us to know what floor we're passing - nevermind that there is actually an LCD screen showing what floor we're at. She was so kind, saying it out loud just in case we couldn't read.

No, I think today will be a sarcastic day. Poor officemates. How will they cope? ;)