Elevator Ride

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Open Elevator

 

It was almost 8:00 a.m. and although I was already within the office premises, I knew I would be late because the walk from the parking lot to my office was a long one.  That day, at least.  And that was because I did not arrive before 7:00 a.m. like I usually do.  My punishment was getting the farthest parking spot, and in these heels, I could hope to walk into my office at past 8.

I walked as fast as I could and entered the office building within ten minutes.  Yes, I timed myself.  If I could just get into the elevator and make it to my floor without any stops, I would be fine.

I quickly looked around the lobby as I made my way to the elevator.  The receptionist in her neat clothes and tidy hair was on the phone.  She waved as I floated past her.  There was no one else in sight.  Great!

I pushed the button and almost immediately, the doors of the elevator opened.  I hopped in and pushed the button for the 10th floor.  The doors began to close slowly.  Just before they shut, a white hand clutching a black leather folder appeared between the doors and they pulled apart again.

Groan.  Who was this person?

 I hoped he or she would be getting off on the same floor.  I really didn’t want any more delays.

A body clad in a clean black suit followed the hand and entered the elevator.  I could smell his cologne.  Or after-shave.  Maybe both.

“Hi.  I’m Brian,” said the stranger, almost breathlessly as he leaned against the wall.  He offered me his hand as we waited for the doors to close again.

Ahn ahn!  Who asked you?  Why are you introducing yourself to me?  I wondered as I stared at the hand extended to me.

“Hi,”  I mumbled, lightly brushing his palm.  Incredibly dry.  He did not push any button and the doors slid shut again.  Just the two of us.  The elevator began to rise.  The stranger turned to me again.

“So, what’s your name?  Do you work here?”

No, I just ride office elevators for fun.  Then I go and play “Tinko” with my friends afterwards.

 I was tempted to say what I thought, but instead I said:

“It’s Bisi.  Yes, I do,” and continued studying the blinking floor-by-floor indicator.

3. 4. 5.  No interruptions.

“Bee Cee,” he said slowly and then laughed.  The kind of laugh that makes you wonder what on earth is so amusing.  I wondered.

“Sounds like Biscuit.  Is that short for something? Where are you from?”

I knew I shouldn’t have answered this person.  Or maybe I should have just used my English name – Anna.  He couldn’t possibly mis-pronounce that one.  But then again …

6. 7. 8.

“You can call me Anna,” I said, trying to be polite.  I was almost at the 10th floor afterall.  No need to beef this fresh-faced newbie.

“Oh no, I prefer Biscuit.  So what island are you from? You’re Caribbean, aren’t you? African maybe? Who cares!  You guys are the same.  At least you all sound the same.  Do you guys wear clothes in Africa?”

Your Fada!!! No we don’t.  We just stand around all day holding hands and singing “Kum ba ya.”  The nerve of this child! May thunder faya …

 I was opening my mouth to say something when a bell chimed and the elevator doors swung open.

I stepped out on the 10th floor.  So did Brian.  But I didn’t bother turning around to look at him.  I didn’t care who he had come to see either.

I entered my office and glanced at the clock.  8:13 a.m.  Very late.

I had barely put away my purse when Catherine, my personal assistant knocked on my door.

“Good Morning, Ms. Adeyinka.  Your 8:30 appointment is here.”

“Okay.  I’m ready,” I replied and took the file she had brought in with her.  I read the name on the side and smiled.

In less than a minute, there was another knock on my door.

“Come in.”

In walked, the offensive questioner from the elevator.  As soon as he saw me, his complexion took on a warmer hue.  A very warm hue.  Red actually.  He looked like he wanted to run in the other direction.

“Brian McIntosh, I presume? I asked.

He nodded.

“Please take a seat.  I am Bisi Adeyinka, and I will be interviewing you for the Account Executive position.”

Under the table, I crossed my legs.  I smiled.  I already knew who would get the job.

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43 thoughts on “Elevator Ride” by Sharon Salu (@SharonWrites)

  1. Gotcha! Hehehehehe…the nerve of the child! Revenge is a dish best served cold. Lovely piece.

    1. @ibagere : Exactically! He did not get the memo. Glad you enjoyed it.

  2. Hahahahahaha……….. This is hilarious. Poor dude. And that’s why you should be polite to strangers.

    1. @Olan : Haba! Why are you feeling sorry for the dude? Life is a teacher. I hope he learnt his lesson. Hehehe! Politeness is underrated.

  3. hilarious… nicely written too… I’m guessing the stranger too must have knwn his fate …
    well done

    1. @topazo : Thanks! Ah, he must have known now. All that blushing …

  4. I love the twist. I actually smiled when Bisi crossed her legs. I love you style of writing.

    1. @Titilola : Thanks a lot! You smiled? Awww! I appreciate the feedback.

  5. @ Sharon. A very engaging piece that climaxed beautifully at the end.I could feel the embarrassment the white dude felt. Well done

    1. @writeman : Thanks for the kind words. He had every reason to be embarassed. He knew what he was doing.

  6. Nice piece of work. I love the contrast between the two people from different parts of the world. Bravo!

    1. @lordkel : Thank you! I was not even thinking of that, but you’ve made an accurate observation.

  7. And that’s how the man gaan run his mouth anyhow. Lovely piece, really! It flowed well, and I enjoyed every line of thought! Cheers writer. :)

    1. @dr2103 : Abi o! Hopefully he will be less “free” with his tongue with strangers. Glad you enjoyed it.

  8. Very amusing story, @sharonwrites. I liked the MC’s interspersed thoughts. However, I think that she meant to say that she knew who would not be getting the job. :)

    1. @TolaO : What can I say? You nabbed me. Yes, I left out the “not.” Thanks for the constructive criticism.

    2. Sunshine (@nicolebassey)

      I enjoyed the story @TolaO beat me to that observation. The end of a thing can make or mar. Good work.

      1. @nicolebassey : Thanks for the correction and the kind words too. :-)

  9. Daireen (@daireenonline)

    my question is who will get the job, since there was no premise in the story to advise us there was such a person.

    Do I really need to compliment this…, you know abi? great write, that’s what I said too. :d

    1. @daireenonline : Thanks for the compliments.

      The truth is that I really didn’t care who would get the job. Like @TolaO rightly pointed out, this was really about the one candidate who was disqualified before the interview.

  10. does he not get the job cos of some small talk with the “Madam at the top”?…lol..Quite funny tho.

    1. @uzomaumekwe : Lol! Madam at the top = Oga at the top. Small talk ke? Major blunder, hence the blushing afterwards.

  11. Ouch! funny story…..

    1. @Zikora : Yup! Ouch for Brian. Glad you liked it.

  12. Ha ha ha ha ha

    Still laughing. please interview him well, give him a chance o!

    loved the piece.

    1. @funpen : Thank you! Glad you loved it. As Bisi has crossed her legs, her decision is final now. Lol!

  13. You neva fail to disappoint. I can still remember “The mystery of Madam koin koin”. I would also remember this for a long time to come….

    Thumbs up

    1. @kodeya : Your memory is sharp o! Thanks for remembering, supporting and complimenting. I appreciate it.

  14. beautifully written..love the style and wow it was fun reading all through…good job. it pays to be polite.

    1. @laworemike : Thanks for the compliments! Good point: it pays to be polite. We could all do with more politeness and good manners.

  15. Funny aand well written. Loved it

    1. @Myne : Thanks! I’m glad you loved it.

  16. Thumbs up. An engaging piece

    1. @osakwe : Thanks for the compliments. I’m glad you found it “engaging.”

  17. Similoluwa Ayoola (FB): Thanks for reading and letting me know what parts you truly enjoyed. I appreciate it.

  18. Politeness to friends is encouraged, To strangers, it is not supposed to be an option. At times, one fails to remember.

    It was a funny read. Well done. $ß.

    1. @sibbylwhyte : I’m glad you got the point: politeness to strangers is not an option. I actually like the way you put it. Thanks a lot!

  19. Well i liked it

    1. @MissAjiboye : Glad to hear it.

  20. haha the idiot!

    1. @Ivie9ja : Lol! I don’t think Brian will ever forget Bisi.

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