me and elevator guy politely standing in our corners on the ride down.
ELEVATOR GUY
how's it going?
TROY
just fine, and you?
ELEVATOR GUY
good, good
(longish pause, i'm thinking he's done, when he says)
ELEVATOR GUY
i'd be a whole lot better if it was 2:00.
TROY
what happens at 2:00, are you done for the day?
ELEVATOR GUY
no, it's just a lot past 10:00 and a lot closer to 5:00.
TROY
Right!
NOTE
i'm rarely speechless. this guy's hyper-jonsin' to time-catapult over lunch, which last i checked ran from 10am to 2pm, just so he can return to his desk simply to spend the last few hours of the workday wishing it was 9am again or possibly fantasizing about 7am the next day, the very moment he would be getting in his car to return to work only to imagine it was another point in the actual workday. somedays i'm scared.