Wassup Wit Dat!

30 Seconds of Intimacy

October 25th, 2013

Working in Downtown now, I have to ride da elevator at minimum two times a day and each time, it's with different types of people traveling to one of thirty floors.

Trust me wen I say different.

Actually it really should be a social experiment as to how/wat people do during da 10-30 seconds of da ride cause I certainly do it. And no lie, I'm surah most of you do da same too wea you "check" yourself out if you by yourself but if get oddahs in da elevator, you check them out instead. Da elevator I ride in no more mirrors but it's reflective stainless steel so it's like mirrors and you can see people all ovah - so wat do you find yourself doing? Staring forward? Staring at da floor numbahs changing above da door? Staring down? Staring at your phone dat no mo' reception?

You tend to pick up things like wat type of clothing do people wear, I can see them.... are they looking at me? You wonder wea they going or wea they work, are they invading your bubble, how come they not making space to let oddahs in, no ack like you on da phone wen you no get reception in da elevator, did someone just touch my okole?

Of course get da kine dat hit your senses in a nanosecond wea da person could be a hottie and you like look but no like make obvious cause you only standing a foot and a half away and conversely get da kine wea you definitely no like look either. 😆

Da one thing dat drives me crazy is those dat fill up da 8x8 box car with smells dat only YOU personally would/could withstand. You know, just like your futs - EVERYBODY dies wen they smell 'em but if it's yours..... you keep taking a whiff until pau.

Wassup Wit Dat! 😆

There are perfumes, colognes, cigar/cigarette smoke and straight up killahwiffa body odor. 🙄

Do you check oddah people out while standing in an elevator? Do you hold your breath in sensory overload? Wen get mirrors or reflective material, you check yourself out wen by yourself? No lie, I know dat you do. 😀

Believe it or not, all dat happens within 10-30 seconds of your life riding in an elevator and it's funny to tink das wen all your senses and observations fly off da handle and yet you can literally forget about it once you step outside da elevator.

It reminds me of Ocean's Eleven:

You look down, they know you're lying and up, they know you don't know the truth. Don't use seven words when four will do. Don't shift your weight, look always at your mark but don't stare, be specific but not memorable, be funny but don't make him laugh. He's got to like you then forget you the moment you've left his side.

No get paranoid now wen you go work. 😆

Happy Feel Good Friday everybodies!

SHOUT OUT: A HUGEMANGEOUS shout out to one of da original WWD! Hui readers, snow, for bailing me out yesterday! She was da only one to help me out of a bind in my plea for help through social media yesterday evening and saved my okole by picking me up and dropping me off aftah she wen pau hana! You my hero!

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15 Responses to “30 Seconds of Intimacy”

  1. M:


  2. M:

    Howzit BL!

    I do everyting you said in da elevator. 😆

    tumbs up fo snow!

  3. dihudfan:

    know what you mean, riding the elevator... do it everyday... live in a condo... very interesting!! TGIF

  4. Lowtone123:

    I only check em out wen it's da good looking girls oddawise I look straight ahead.

  5. Masako:

    Kudo's for Snow!

    Nowadays get camera in the elevators, would be interesting to watch what people do when they in there by themselves. Its interesting observing people in the elevator. What they wearing, what kind purse they get, hairstyle etc. I like to catch the elevator at Sam's club and look what people get in the carts. I like to smile at babies and little kids. Some elevators do have reception cause I hear people talking on the phone, unless they talking to themselves!
    Once I got irritated because parents let thier kids press all the buttons, and I'm talking about a 20 story building. Then like you mentioned got the stink smells. This past summer at the hotel in Japan these two chinese from China ladies was in the elevator with me, one of them farted and I accidently let out a small snicker, they both started going off on me in chinese so the next time the door opened I got out.

    If you think elevators are intimate try catch a train in Japan during rush hour, at times your body is pressed up againt the other person, no need hang on cause its just a mass of people holding each other up. Sometimes we gotta start making our way to the door the stop before our stop.

  6. rayboyjr:

    😎 Good Afternoon Everyone!!! 😎

    ... hey Braddah Lance ... yeah, the elevator is like our personal sanctuary - when we're alone inside ... do whatever we want, dance, sing, scream, jump up an down, pick the nose, scratch da butt, dislodge the wedgie, (for the men) shift the man-jewels, (for the women) uhhh I'm sure there's something women do in secret too ...

    ... but when there's other people ... we auto-freeze ... maybe because we already sense that everyones personal space has been violated ... and we conduct ourselves gingerly in the elevator ...

    ... and I know how much you think of an early Christmas start, but ... I can't help but think of this melody ...

    ♪ And since we've no place to go, Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!! ♪

    ... Have a Good One Everyone!!! ...

  7. M:

    No such thing as personal space during rush hour on a train in Tokyo. One time we were packed in so tight, I couldn't raise my arm up if I wanted too.

  8. snow:

    it was only a small thing... and no problem! just remember, i'm always right down the street! 😉

    thankfully, the elevator is usually empty when i come in and go home. it's not often full, too, thank goodness. i'm glad that the people in our building don't wear heavy cologne or perfume... but, there are people who use the elevator in the building i park in that do! i've never seen them but the smell that lingers in the elevator is overwhelming! i can't imagine that they don't know it's so strong but i'd guess that you get used to your own smell over time.

    i have a hard time looking at the elevator doors in our office because they make my eyes all weird with my astigmatism, so i end up looking up, above my glasses. i probably look like i'm always rolling my eyes if other people are in the elevator with me! 🙄

  9. sally:

    Look at da buttons. Look at da floor numbas. Look at oddah people. Look at da blouse dat no match da pants. Look at da pedicure. Look at da $h0es. Look at da hairstyle.


    Ho... finally!

  10. Kage:

    Once I got in the elevator after these titas got out. HOOOOOWHEEE was stink. One must have noticed I stepped back. She said "Dat smell was in there before we got in."

    Likely story.

  11. Kage:

    I stare at the floor. Thankfully we do not have too many floors at work. I often go up and down to different floors and dread getting in the elevators with certain coworkers.

  12. Kage:

    I used to live on the top floor of a tall building. I hated early mornings going to work. The elevator would stop on practically every floor on its way down to the garage.

    Sometimes there would be strong smells of cologne or perfume in the elevator when I get inside from the previous occupants.

  13. Kage:

    Yeah! Snow! Saving a brother's okole. You too good.

  14. 9th island girl:

    How nice of snow!

    I do the same things that Sally does! Yes, I check myself out in the mirror, make sure no bats in the cave, stuff in the teeth...

  15. cojef:

    Stare straight ahead and watch the info floor marker or digital number. Always keep hat on, new ethical elevator rules. While working for CPA firm always wore felts in winter and straws in summer in the mainland during 70's. Eye only hottie up and down, they enjoy it. Fuddie/duddies do not like it.

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