The other night at work I had this screaming mad wedgie throughout my shift... I take the elevator from the ground to second floor only, so getting enough time to set the situation straight (or loose, rather) isn't really there. Still I prayed for that elevator to open empty so i could have some privacy on the way up. That whole 5 seconds or so, to me, seem so valuable until i discover time and time again how useless they actually are. I learned that yearning for privacy... i should specify a time parameter; otherwise, i'll get an empty elevator trip too short even to pick my wedgie.
6.10.09
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