I am still laughing about what happened today when I was going to leave the library.
I was on the top floor and there's a front elevator and a back elevator on the floor. (The back one is rather safe and I tend to use the back one in almost all cases because it is faster)
This young man came onto the elevator and started semi-singing at me and he was looking at me as if he wanted to get my attention. He was walking toward the front elevator at the time I saw him - so in an effort to avoid him I went to the back elevator. When I went to the back elevator I realized he was also following me into the back elevator. (I had actually thought he was going into the front one)
That was the moment I heard him semi-singing and saw that he was looking right at me (probably to see my reaction and get my attention). Somehow it didn't scare me (God knows how). I could barely keep a straight face - a part of me wanted to laugh so hard that I couldn't stand it. The guy had some sheet music in his hand and the floor I was on had music-art related books on it - so perhaps he was a music student (at one time I was going to be a music student lol).
So when the elevator went down to the first floor and the door opened, he let me out first and I smiled at him (how could I not - I was almost on the verge of laughing) and said thanks and since I was in front of him I laughed silently in a way that he couldn't see me.
Maybe this is creepy - I kind of hope I don't see him again. But I often see the same people on that floor often - it becomes people's comfort zones. Thank God I wasn't stuck in the elevator with him. Ugh.
I was on the top floor and there's a front elevator and a back elevator on the floor. (The back one is rather safe and I tend to use the back one in almost all cases because it is faster)
This young man came onto the elevator and started semi-singing at me and he was looking at me as if he wanted to get my attention. He was walking toward the front elevator at the time I saw him - so in an effort to avoid him I went to the back elevator. When I went to the back elevator I realized he was also following me into the back elevator. (I had actually thought he was going into the front one)
That was the moment I heard him semi-singing and saw that he was looking right at me (probably to see my reaction and get my attention). Somehow it didn't scare me (God knows how). I could barely keep a straight face - a part of me wanted to laugh so hard that I couldn't stand it. The guy had some sheet music in his hand and the floor I was on had music-art related books on it - so perhaps he was a music student (at one time I was going to be a music student lol).
So when the elevator went down to the first floor and the door opened, he let me out first and I smiled at him (how could I not - I was almost on the verge of laughing) and said thanks and since I was in front of him I laughed silently in a way that he couldn't see me.
Maybe this is creepy - I kind of hope I don't see him again. But I often see the same people on that floor often - it becomes people's comfort zones. Thank God I wasn't stuck in the elevator with him. Ugh.