How many of you practice your karate.
…wait?
Guys, it’s like, 30 seconds. Stop, breath.
Yeah, most of the elevators I encounter are at hotels while traveling, so it’s usually the first place I have a moment to breathe after going non-stop for hours and hours. I’m not practicing karate, I’m trying not to collapse from exhaustion.
30 SECONDS ILL NEVER GET BACK MOTHERFUCKER
I like to wave and blow a kiss to the security camera just in case someone is looking at it so they know I appreciate them
I do this with every security camera! 😂 Often it’s more just making a silly face in the hope that someone is watching and has a giggle…
Fart.
So it’s you…
…just before I step out the door when I get to my floor.
Transform back to my original form, it’s tiring to keep this human appearance.
Blue Steel in the mirror.
I resist the urge to press any button.
Check my appearance in the mirror.
Karate? No.
I do let my imagination play out an action/fight scene that will occur when the elevator “dings” and the doors open. Often with an action based song playing in my head.
I watch too many movies.
I just pull out my phone and look at re… er, lemmy
I look around for cameras and if I find one, I stare at it for the whole ride. No one really watches those things unless something is being investigated so on the rare chance someone sees it, I’ll just be an oddity in a much more interesting tale.
Usually I just take the stairs though. I hate surveillance.
What if they have cameras at the stairs?
I reenact that scene from Captain America
Getting my phone out of pocket and continue reading that great finction.
I stare at myself in the mirrored surface. I presume there are cameras, so I don’t weird out in there 😬
I think about why I didn’t went by the stairs again and again (I like stairs, that’s my sport of the day)
I ask the question, “Why do we exist?”
