People Scare Me

I really wonder how some people survive in the world. This morning when I arrived at work and was attempting to park my vehicle, I wound up behind a car just sitting in the parking lot. The person in the car appeared to be contemplating which parking space he wanted to park in...the empty one on the right or the empty one on the left, both equal distances from the building entrance. While the man struggled to decide which space was better, the line of cars began to pile up behind him. Finally, he chose to park on the right, while the rest of us parked on the left. No way was I parking next to him.

I exit my vehicle, began my treck to the building and find that I am walking behind the man. I enter the building and wouldn't ya know, he's going to the same side of the building I am. We get on the elevator. I instantly realize this man has bathed in his cologne. My hands were full and to his credit, he did notice this, and said, "what floor?" I said, "3, please." He pushed 2. He then turns to me awaiting my approval and I said, "No. 3, please." The cologne drenched man stared at me as if he had never heard of the number 3 before. Dumbfounded I stared back. I then freed my right hand and showed him three fingers. He then pushed 3.

Maybe he was just having an off day.