292. I and the other sardines

I and the other sardines in this metal box take on another passenger on the way up.

Avoid the secretary’s décolleté. Don’t look at the Playboy sticking out of the businessman’s dossier. And don’t – don’t! – stare at the huge zit between the intern’s brows. Contact can be deadly now.



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9 thoughts on “292. I and the other sardines

  1. draliman says:

    This is why I take the stairs whenever possible! Great description of “lift hell” 🙂

  2. Blake says:

    “Crucible of human awkwardness” – such an astute, elegant phrase to sum up the scene.

  3. Kate Loveton says:

    Anyone who rides elevators can relate to this. 🙂 Made me grin.

  4. Very compact and compelling. Nicely done.

  5. It feels like I was there with the other sardines!

  6. Perfectly summed up and the reason I live on the ground floor (well, that and the fact they had an open apartment on the bottom!).

  7. John says:

    Oh no! Only eight more to go!

  8. ckdubb says:

    This was great!

  9. mangafrique says:

    Sheen stories. Lov ur pace

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