May 17, 2005

Today's weirdness

The elevators in our building at work are tiny. Really really small. Two people and it feels crowded, three people and chances are you're all touching. At times we have stuffed as many a eight inside and it's ridiculous... you can't even move - but at least we all know one another. So anyway, tonight on the way home I get on the elevator and there's already one guy and a woman with a dog. A big boxer. As soon as the elevator door closes the dog looks up at me all sad and suddenly unleashes a torrent of urine... just hosing down the floor and there's seriously nowhere to go. The woman is pulling on the leash saying: Atticus! No! Atticus! No!, but of course it's too late... the dog just soaks the elevator with pee. The other guy and I just look at each other. I mean, what do you do? What do you do?

I'm not sure what Atticus was trying to communicate to me right before he lost all control, but I bet it was important.