Assignment "2

We’re still waiting, the door hasn’t even closed yet, but my nose is running, and I feel a tickle, foreshadowing the event to follow. Now, I’m thinking she should be damn happy I pushed her, cause I’m gonna sneeze and I just saved her from some obscene, discussing, scenario.
In walks Super Mom, with her pastel blue stroller, and a shoulder bag to match. Somehow a woman that makes the effort to color coordinate her diaper bag to her babies set of wheels seems repulsive. Maybe I should push her too, but babies sleeping and I’m not a complete monster.
Ahh Chew, and again, Ahh chew, I turn my head towards the corner, away from everyone, while ran sacking my jacket pocket for a tissue. I feel some coins, a set of earrings, a pull out a half-eaten pack of juicy fruit. No tissue.
I can see my nose spray splattered on the stainless steel wall panel, somehow the image amuses me, perhaps because of the irony of my situation. So I do what one does in desperation, farm method, run my fingers under my nose in a sweeping motion. Then run my fingers along the denim of my jeans for a clean sweep.
The door begins to close slowly, with the three of us and a stroller crammed inside I already feel caustiphobic, and am thankful Super Mom had enough sense to push the button. Unfortunetly, a hand and foot grab the door and it reopens quickly.. A middle-aged man in a blue suit joins us. I don’t push men, somehow even if they’re balding and smell I have a sense of sympathy for them. He enters cautiously and slides himself into the corner, grazing the same steel panel I sneezed on. I watch and flinch, realizing how discussing life real is.
The door now closes with it, are warning bells. We all stare at the number above the door, silly, when there is only one more floor. We can sneeze on each other, cough on each other, but god help us if we look at each other.
The elevator stops, and one by one we pile off. As I’m leaving I notice a security camera right above the door, recording our ride. I chuckle to my self-thinking this footage could be filed and stored for years to come. How absurd.