Here’s a fun little diversion I developed while riding a packed elevator that seemed to stop on every floor between the foyer and my office on 17:
You are on the elevator. Look around you. Notice your co-riders. Anyone interesting? Anyone atractive? Anyone vile? Now imagine that, upon the doors of the elevator opening, you and your co-riders learn that everyone else on the face of the planet has vanished. Poof, they’re all gone. The world is not inhabited by only those people who rode the elevator with you. Have fun repopulating the world and keeping from killing each other. I’ve had a vasectomy, but I’m not losing my chance to attempt procreation with that beautiful secretary over in the CCG.