in an elevator of all places...
I came home from one of my best yoga classes ever (it was a private!) and stepped into the elevator. The pizza delivery guy was already inside. On the way up, he asked what I was listening to on my ipod. Here is our exchange:I said: A UK band.
He asked: Who sings?
Me: No one. It's instrumental.
He says: Can I listen to it?
Seriously?! I just show him the album cover.
Me: I'm about to get off.
Him: Well have a nice day.
Me: Thanks [as I exit the elevator]
I have not been hit on before in an elevator, especially when I'm not even going up to 15 floors. Interesting and flattering... but I guess it could happen anywhere!
posted by toronto girl @ 10:51 PM
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