Standing in the elevator, staring
at the door, he flips his flip
phone open to the amusement of
the two young adults standing
next to him.
While staring at the door, he flips
his flip phone open, close, open,
close — a nervous habit. The young
adults stop paying attention.
He closes the flip phone, puts it
in his pocket until it rings a
cute minuet, which it might do at
some point in time during the day.
The doors open and the young adults
hurriedly emerge from the elevator,
reach in their pockets for devices
they will stare at forever.
The man leaves the elevator, looks
both ways, says excuse me to those
waiting to enter and sees a sunny
day on the other side of the