You get into the elevator on the first floor of an eighty-seven floor building. You chose the one on the right, the one full of people with their coffees and briefcases, and bored looks upon their faces. You do this because the elevator on the left is just a big hole with tape across the open entrance.
There is a sign here that says men at work. As you turn to the elevator on the right, a head pops out of that hole and barks “hold up”. The head grows a neck and shoulders followed by a torso and legs as a maintenance man emerges from the hole. You keep walking, ignoring the man’s cries.
You squeeze into the elevator just as the doors behind you are coming to a close. The doors don’t close. You turn and a hand is stuck in the elevator door, the gloved hand of a maintenance man. He wedges the door open and squeezes himself in, keeping the door propped with his foot.
With a steady ease acquired after years of repetition, the man quickly props off the door leading to the above elevator shaft and looks up, using his flashlight to illuminate the dark opening. Then as quickly as he came in he replaces the cover and steps back out of the elevator door.
Just as the door is closing, just before the man is out of sight, you see the man smile, and as he smiles he says two short words, “good luck”.
There is a sign here that says men at work. As you turn to the elevator on the right, a head pops out of that hole and barks “hold up”. The head grows a neck and shoulders followed by a torso and legs as a maintenance man emerges from the hole. You keep walking, ignoring the man’s cries.
You squeeze into the elevator just as the doors behind you are coming to a close. The doors don’t close. You turn and a hand is stuck in the elevator door, the gloved hand of a maintenance man. He wedges the door open and squeezes himself in, keeping the door propped with his foot.
With a steady ease acquired after years of repetition, the man quickly props off the door leading to the above elevator shaft and looks up, using his flashlight to illuminate the dark opening. Then as quickly as he came in he replaces the cover and steps back out of the elevator door.
Just as the door is closing, just before the man is out of sight, you see the man smile, and as he smiles he says two short words, “good luck”.
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