Looking at the Brighter Side of Life
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laughing at the malfunction of the universe is better than crying about it
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May 13, 2011 2 Comments
I was inside a parking garage elevator last night when a young couple came in and started making out right in front of me. The guy had his hands all over her “parts” and there I was standing, as still as a statue, twelve inches away from them in fear that a roaming limb might accidentally brush against me.
They must have known I was in there. Hello? We were inside an elevator. It’s elevator etiquette to at least give your fellow passengers a nod of acknowledgement. I cleared my throat. I went as far as to say “hello.” Totally ignored. To top it off, the elevator traveled at a snail’s pace. We’d passed the second floor. Just one more floor before mine. Hurry I thought ’cause they were heavy into second base with the kissing and fondling and my eyes couldn’t help but look. It’s like road kill; you don’t wanna but you just gotta. I was a resentful voyeur.
I felt intruded upon by this hormone frenzied duo and their PDA. I was totally invisible to them. Maybe they were so lost in each other that everything else ceased to exist. I didn’t exist. Love is blind. Lust is blind. Or maybe they were exhibitionists.
This thought made me laugh. The elevator door finally opened. I scooted out of the compartment doing my best not to disturb their bliss. Besides, they’d missed their floor.
Voyeuristically yours,
Lafemmeroar
© 2011 Lafemmeroar