You know when you work in a building for long enough that you can recognise people and they recognise you but you never acknowledge each other because you don’t work in the same department or you haven’t been formally introduced to them so you don’t feel it’s “right” to say hello or smile or even make eye contact (you know – walk past with your eyes glued to the floor and hope they didn’t see you/recognise you and hope for the best that you don’t walk into something!)?! Yeah those moments suck.
But what about when you’re in an elevator (lift) with them. What do you do then?!
It’s difficult isn’t it? I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if it was a person that was at least
Jack Point a mega hottie and you could fantasise about illicit elevator activities* (if you have enough floors to have a good attempt at least!)!
There’s only so long that you can stand in silence before one of you tries to make trivial conversation. Just when you thought the awkwardness couldn’t get any better – it does!
*So I’m horny – sue me!