this morning i was headed to the bathroom, which is out by the elevators in my office building and a woman came running down the hall sloshing a large mug of coffee. the elevator door closed just before she got to it to get her foot in and make it open again..she then lunged for the button..but too late. the elevator had already begun its downward trek. the woman then yelled "Shit!" and turned around to eye anyone who was in the hall. there was only me. in an effort to console this mad woman who was glaring at me through squinty little rat eyes i said "hey...dont worry..it will come back up". her whole body seemed to stiffen in a fit of apocalyptic rage when she realized i had spoken to her. so i hurried towards the bathroom...the closest escape...10 feet...5 feet...almost there...crash! SpLaTteR! hot coffee running in murky rivulets down the bathroom door... i glanced over my shoulder as i dashed through the doorway and saw the demon lady disappearing through the stairwell door.