I do not care for elevators with mirrors. I'm guessing that in theory the mirrors help the more claustrophobic, make the elevator seem larger. Anyway forget that, take the suckers out, RIGHT NOW!!! They are to dangerous!!
Today I'm standing in the elevator doing what you do in elevators, wait and stare. I notice something, I'm staring at the reflection of a dude on the other side of the elevator. Worse he catches me staring at the reflection, which I thought of just as a side of the elevator until a second ago. Now me and the dude are having a moment, just the two of us, on an elevator, with the reflections.
I did the only thing a dude can do in a moment like that, COMMIT!!!! You have been caught, you were dude staring, or dude gazing, or something to do with looking at a dude in a confined area, you have to commit and win the staring contest. The goal is to make the other dude more uncomfortable than yourself.
This was a big dude, and he was not in the least uncomfortable, we stared, reflection to reflection, ding, elevator ride done. The dude stare was broken as the elevator doors slid back and the lobby replaced the view of some dudes kisser.
I stepped out of the elevator thinking next time I will be one of the impatient number gazers, anything is better than the thought of staring at a dude, then getting caught.
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