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I went out for a 10 minute walk to get some feeling back into my feet (my lovely sandals are totally weather appropriate, but a little cold in my arctic office). When I got on the elevator to come back, I pressed 17, for my floor. The guy with me pressed 34. We got to 17, and I started to take a step out, and I realized that the carpet was blue. Our carpet is beige. I looked up - the elevator says it's 17. I looked out - I had no idea where I was, but it wasn't 17. The guy in the elevator looked at me funny. I explained that despite all indications to the contrary, that wasn't 17. We rode up to 34. It was indeed 34 and he got off. I rode back down to 17, visions of not being able to get back to my office because the elevator no longer goes there flashing through my brain. The doors opened. Beige carpet. Thank goodness.

So where the hell was I?

Date: 2006-06-22 07:51 pm (UTC)From: (Anonymous)
Maybe you just missed your opportunity to step into an entirely new work situation, where the temperature is temperate, and the work is enjoyable.

Date: 2006-06-22 07:53 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] jethrien.livejournal.com
I guess I'll never know. *sigh*

Although if it really was a parallel officeverse, then the parallel Chuckro and my parallel friends and my parallel family might not be nearly as cool as they are in this universe. And I'd rather not risk losing what I've got.

Date: 2006-06-22 08:01 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ivy03.livejournal.com
Wayside School, obviously.

Date: 2006-06-22 08:11 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] tigermelp.livejournal.com
Haha! Yes!!!

Date: 2006-06-23 12:01 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] deltagrl.livejournal.com
OMG! That's so cool...but I'm certain scary as well. Well, welcome back to your regularly scheduled reality. Maybe that other guy was, you know, from somewhere ELSE! ooooo spooky

Date: 2006-06-23 02:08 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] edgehopper.livejournal.com
Jethrien, an ordinary New York woman, stepped out of the office for a few minutes to stretch her legs. In a few minutes, she will return...not to the office, but to the Twilight Zone [cue theme music].

Date: 2006-06-23 05:49 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] katertoticus.livejournal.com
If I were you, I'd find a time when no one else was in the elevator, and ride to 16 and 18 and check them out. Maybe 15-19. And if that doesn't work, well, I'd probably expand and be more thorough. I am a scientist by profession, after all.

And will some day have a Ph.D. in quantum physics (so might be able to better explain this sort of thing), just like The Cookie. A dream come true.

(The Cookie, by the way, seems like it no longer gives endless awesome quotes with the words "the cookie" substitued in at appropriate points. But you may remember it. The quote I'm referring to was "The Cookie has a Ph.D. in quantum physics. You will henceforth refer to The Cookie as 'Dr. The Cookie'."

Another really classy one was "The Cookie does not need to backflip. He kills people with his mind.")

Date: 2006-06-23 06:00 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] jethrien.livejournal.com
But I think I prefer the possibility that this was floor 17 in another dimension. Adds excitement to my humdrum life.
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