The Big Book of Random Minor Evil

When I’m in an elevator alone and someone wants to come aboard, I pretend I’m pressing the “DOOR OPEN” button when in fact I’m nailing the “DOOR CLOSE” for all I’m worth. Because man, this is my ride. Go buy your own.

Sometimes I make a big show of it as the doors are coming together. “Uh-oh! SORRY! SORRY!”

Your turn.