what a day, huh?
There’s a man who manages the office building I work in and we see each other on a regular basis. Our interactions are always limited to a minute at the most, usually 15 seconds. Whenever our paths cross we reach into our pockets and pluck out questions which require almost no answer. We always discuss the weather and we discuss it with eloquent staleness. He’ll mention how nice it is outside and I’ll comment on how gorgeous the weekend was. He’ll tell me it’s supposed to rain on Wednesday and I’ll chuckle and say This Wednesday? I hope not! It’s a delightfully boring relationship and I wouldn’t want it any other way.