Have you ever had one of those moments when the elevator door opens and you get off only to realize that you are on the wrong floor? I know you have, we've all done that.
This week, at the end of a long day in the office, I was standing at the elevator when the doors opened and this woman gets off. Being polite I let her off first and then I enter the elevator. She then stops immediately, spins around and gets back on and starts giggling. She says to me, "oops, wrong floor". My response was "yeah, you just hit the penthouse, all down from here." (You have to understand that my office is on the 3rd floor of a three floor building.)
I then hit the "1" button and we head down. Then the doors open and we both get off, only to realize that we have only gone one floor and have BOTH made the mistake. At this point, we both start to laugh hysterically, because really what are the odds that she is going to make that mistake, especially since she obviously came from that floor, and I'm such a lemming that I'll just follow anybody off an elevator.
We finally make it to the correct floor and part ways both smiling and giggling to ourselves.
I have to admit that random laughter with a stranger is one of those little joys in the world.