Yesterday, I’m headed toward the elevator to go for a walk to cool off after a particularly infuriating conversation with someone. As I’m headed to the elevator lobby, I notice this guy and girl headed that was as well. But the guy turns around as if he forgot something and the girl continues to keep walking towards the elevators. She stands there, waiting for, I’m assuming, the guy who stayed behind. The elevator doors opens. I stretch out my hand and look back.
“Are you catching this?”
“Oh, yes thank you,” she says. By this point, the guy had caught up to her and they both enter the elevator. “Finally, someone’s being a gentleman,” she says as she steals a glance at me.
I was confused at what that particular comment meant. I assumed maybe they both had been in a fight. But the conversation to follow cleared things up pretty quick.
“What? I tipped you. What more do you want?” says the guy next to her.
“You gave me 3. You said you’d give me 10.”
“So? At least I tipped you in the first place.”
“But you said you’d give me 10, Mr. Cheapskate!”
At this point there’s a long awkward moment of silence. I’m smiling on the inside, clearly having figured out what this encounter was all about. As the elevator lands on the first floor the guy quips, “That’s because I didn’t cum…”
I couldn’t help but burst into laughter as walked out of the elevator doors. Thankfully, they left in the other direction.