Monday, May 9, 2005

Encounter

My building has about eight stairs from the curb to the main door, and about seven steps of flat space before you reach the door. As I started climbing the steps, a woman was leaving, and she held the door for me for the last eight or so seconds that it took for me to reach the door. When I got there, she said, “I just did this to see if you’d run to the door or not.” I smiled and said thanks, and then we parted. I found that kind of interesting.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

OMG!!! She clearly wants you!! Did you get digits?

Travis said...

Uhhh... no. Don't think so. Also, she was like 45.

Anonymous said...

hey, older women need luvin too!