May 13, 2010 18:49
This morning I was feeling extra tired so I decided to stay in bed until about 9:00 am after Chloe left for work. She wakes up at 7:00 am and some mornings I will stay in bed and go back to sleep after she leaves. She phones me at 8:00am ish letting me know she forgot something in the apartment and will I bring it down to her. Of course I will... that's my job :)... anyways I hunker out of bed in my Zombielike state immediately yearning for the comfort of my blanket and pillow ... I take the elevator downstairs and give her the forgotten item. Mission Accomplished ... now to head back to bed and enjoy another hour of uninterrupted rest. When I call the elevator I get on to have 2 children from the building walk off the elevator, with guilty looks on their faces... I even thought that the moment I got on to the elevator.
I don't know what made their faces guilty... I'm not sure if I have even seen them in the building before. Let's just say when I got on the elevator (still Zombielike) I felt a disturbance in the force. The elevator starts going down ... WTF ... I pressed 8... I live on the 8th floor!!! ... the little fuckers pressed every button in the elevator. I had to make 11 stops before I got back to my apartment.
I couldn't get back to sleep because It wound me up... I'm sure one day I'll look back on this and laugh.