I got in the lift (elevator) to take a ride up to the 5th floor and a guy I’ve never seen before gets on with me. The second the doors closed, he started taking to me.
He (loudly): Hey, what’s up?
[Damn, why do I always end up with the chatty type?]
Me: Not much happening… keeping busy.
He: Where you going?
Me: I am just on my way up to the fifth floor. Do you mind hitting the button for me?
It seemed he must not have heard me as he made no move to hit the lift button, even though he was standing right in front of the panel.
He: God, I need a holiday. The new project deadlines are killing me. I actually spend more time at the office than at home.
Me (smiling): I know the feeling. It’s tough going this time of the year. Hey, can you press five for me, please?
He looked at me, somewhat surprised, and hit the button for the 5th floor.
Me: Thanks.
He: When you get to the supermarket, will you pick up some toiletries for me. Yeah, some tooth paste and a few cans of deodorant? I realised this morning I was running low.
That’s when it hit me. He had a little wireless ear piece in the ear facing away from me, and was talking to someone on his cell phone. Bloody hell!
Luckily, the lift god responded to my silent prayer of “oh-jesus-please-go-faster-and-let-me-out-of-here”. The lift doors opened on the 5th floor and I got out in a hurry.
I’m still dazed. I hope I never run into him again.
Talking to the four walls
August 29, 2007 by chitty
Posted in Arb, Embarrassment, Life, WTF | 12 Comments
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HA HA HA!
Vintage Chitty, master of disaster.
Ouch! You alright there, Chitty? I would have been gutted. Bwaahahah!
Haahahahaaahahahhahaaaahaa
Chitty, thats hilarious, this kinda sh8t only seems to happen to u.
At least u realised he was on the phone, before making any more comments and embarrassing yourself any further.
your memory is good you remeber my name. never a dull moment in your life chitty. remember my address changed to whatalotoffun1. (undercover blond by any chance)
hehehehehe… all that internal dialog for naught 🙂
I found myself in exactly the same situation the other day – only there was no ear piece, no phone. I don’t do small talk. Especially with people I don’t know. I kept wondering what the hell he wanted. I don’t trust people who are that friendly to utter strangers first thing in the morning.
Straight out of the local Coke/Pepsi advert!
Guy & girl in lift. Guy asks out on date. She gets all flustered and eventually says yes. Guy looks at her funny, then turns around and, hey presto, one telephone earpiece!
What is it with you and lift encounters? I am sure this is not the first lift experience I have read on your blog 🙂
Look on the bright side, you could have responded while he was having phone-sex with his gf. Grrr.
Don’t you hate people speaking on their mobiles in the lift? They should be banned! (along with small talk)
I might be wrong but usually you can’t get reception in a lift??
IITQ: Not the master, but I have my fair share of disastrous moments.
Guido: I wasn’t exactly gutted by the experience, but it was extremely awkward.
Izzy: I was more concerned with whether he realised I was talking to him. Perhaps he thought I was on my phone too?
Celeste: I’ll dash over to you page later. Nice to have you back.
Terri: I have no problem with small talk or talking to strangers. First thing in the morning… that takes some doing.
Del: Good one! That is even more embarrassing than hat happened to me.
Sugar: No, it is not the first one. The one you are referring to is the incident with the landlord at my mates flat?
IB: I am amazed at how quickly you fell into the gutter. Phone-sex… in public? Dude, you need help!
Orquidea: It is even worse when the lift is crowded. Who really wants to hear about a strangers business deals and how their day is going?
Sugar: It depends on how good the reception is in your area, how high the building is and whether you are in a built-up area with many high-rises. I’ve never had that problem where I work, although admittedly the reception can sometimes be erratic. The signal is pretty good in lifts with the newer phones.
HAHAHAHHA!!! Ok, that is seriously funny!