Getting a Lift
I was in an elevator when a woman got in and said "Three, please."
I was busy fiddling with my bags to assist, but a man who stepped in at the same time obliged.
When the elevator stopped on the third floor and the doors opened, well all stood there from what seemed like a while (though it couldn't have been more than 10 seconds).
"Oh, that's me," the woman said and made her exit.
I had pressed 5 when I got in and the man hadn't pushed a button for himself.
"This is you," he said when the doors opened on the fifth floor.
After last time, he wasn't taking any chances.
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