Lola on elevators

Lola and I were visiting a good friend of ours, our happy place, which happens to be one of  the higher floors of  a high rise luxury condo. With four elevators, we usually get to ride to the 35th floor alone but there are those times when we’d have to *gasp*…share the elevator. This post is about how those times usually go.

-In Elevator-

Me: *presses 35*

Innocent 3rd party fellow elevator passenger: *presses 27*

We all observe the sacred silence of the elevator ride. We reach the 27th floor and our elevator friend leaves wishing Lola and I a good evening.

After the elevator door closes, Lola smiles at me triumphantly and says “We Win!”

first one out is a rotten egg !

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