Elevators:
Why is it that whenever you're trying to get down to the cafeteria before it closes to snag a Diet Coke, some idiot has to get on or off at every floor? Even when one of the idiots is my boss, it still kind of sucks.
There's a cool web of language weaves us in,
Retreat from too much joy and too much fear:
We grow sea-green at least and coldly die
In brininess and volubility.
--Robert Graves
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