Waiting on
the Elevator part 4.
I was not
the only one who had to routinely and timely take the elevator at a certain time. An elderly clerk who worked in operations
office had to have his mail volume report on the Operations Manager's desk at
6am. He was a talker once you got him
talking and I think that caused him to run late many mornings. If he was running late when he got into the
elevator he would press the close-doors button so it would not wait any longer.
Sometimes
when I was running to the elevator to catch it I could see him reaching for the button and by the time I got 10 more
feet the door was closing in my face.
The office
clerk was a tall slim bald-headed guy and very self-centered. He cared for nobody's job but his.
Finally he
retired.
Like me, I
would find out later, he could not to sleep at night, he was so used to staying
up all night. He would start drinking,
bored, in the middle of the night and call me at work and kept asking me about
people he knew. He missed his job. Then I told him I was the one he would shut
the elevator door in my face.
Then he felt
bad about that. He never thought about it until I told him. He called several times to apologized and
then I guess, feeling guilty about it all he quit calling.
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