Going Up?

There is something magical about elevators. They are like a rectangular world inside our round one. I used to oppose them. I was the type of person who would huff up the stairs because I wasn't going to be the lazy fool who used elevators. I always thought of myself as John Henry. Big and black and willing to challenge any new technology that was trying to put me away. As I charged up the stairs I was making a statement. I am so much better then an elevator.

Anyways, I caved in and started riding elevators. They are soooo much fun. I'm convinced that the best 30 second conversations come from elevators. I hop in and you've got people trapped in the box. They have to talk if you start gabbing. Sometimes you get some interesting folks who you wish could stay on the ride longer but unfortunately time is short on the lift. That little downfall is made up for when you get on, only to get stuck with Mitochondria Mitch.