Today while waiting for the elevator to work (16th floor), I notice a very gloomy old man stanading behind me. He seemed like he was deep in thoughts and disturbed by the fact that I was standing in front of him. Well, without giving it a thought, I just kept standing there, without giving a heck as of what he was trying to do.
The elevator came, the door opened, and both of us walked in. Well, he just brushed me aside with his shoulder and rushed into the metalbox. I was thinking, “what the fuck is all these about?”
The door was closing slowly, but the gloomy old man was pressing “Close” button repeatedly. And then I heard some high-heels tapping on the floor in rapid session; some girl is running towards us and trying to usher us to hold the door for her. The uncle looked at her, and kept pressing the “Close” button, while still looking at her. I wasn’t paying attention, but I did notice that it was that ugly fat old dinasour on the 13th floor.
Anyway, by the time I heard the noise and saw the figure, and after a brief moment of hesitation (don’t ask me), it was too late for me to take a move to open the door for her. So I kept looking at the gloomy uncle and very interested to find out why he was so gloomy.
I was about to open up a conversation when I noticed that he got tears rolling out from his eyes. I managed to swallow the words and kept staring at the floor indicator.
I wonder what’s in his mind and what he went through.
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