i'm going to tell you about the weird things that have happened to me at lunch in the last week. so, im doing bank training in a 28 story building in downtown st. paul (you need to know this for background dammit).


monday- it's martin luther king day but i still had to go to training. not the point of the story but it sucked. so i get in the elevator on the 2nd floor to go to 7. 7 wont light up. so i stand in the elevator pressing the button like an idiot. another girl gets in, she is also going to 7. we both stand there like idiots pressing both buttons for 7. still no luck. we ride to eight, thinking we'll just walk down. door is locked. we ride to 10 when a guy gets on. he asks what we're doing. i embarassedly tell him we're trying to get to 7, he laughs and says, "that floor is closed, it's a holiday" but then uses his key to let us off on 7.

tuesday- i'm eating in the 7th floor breakroom and decide that instead of the elevator i'll walk down to the 2nd floor. it's one of those things where i feel guilty going down in elevators if it's less than 6 floors. so i get into the stairwell and im promptly locked in there. there was no sign, no indication that i was going to be forever locked in the stairwell if i opened the door. nothing. and there i was. i walked up, and down and back up, trying every door with no luck. finally a guy walks in and i ask him how to get out and he was excited because i "gave him a chance to be a white knight", but really all he did was have a key.

wednesday- i'm in the skyway eating lunch. (the skyway is a mpls/st paul thing that connects buildings downtown so you dont have to go outside, there are restaraunts and stuff) a kid sits down next to me. he's about 10, alone, and eating mcdonalds. not in school (which there are none nearby anyway), not with a parent or a friend. i look closer and he's wearing a pink shirt that says "keep laughing, this is your girlfriend's shirt"