The Perils of Having No Doorstep

Let me explain the setting to you. See, I live in DT. We have elevators in our buildings, and in my particular building, there is one elevator that shows no mercy. The doors close and they sensor doesn't pick up the fact that there's someone in it, well...at least not until the doors are pushing on something in the middle and finally open up. There's a couple who were saying goodnight. She's standing in the elevator, and he's standing right outside of it.

I'm sitting in the office reading my book, and the curtains are drawn, this is so that I don't watch these scenes, because they make us all equally uncomfortable. I can't help but listen to their conversation though.

"Well...call me tomorrow, ok?"
"Yeah. Love you."

These sentiments are followed by a few smacking noises...actually, it was about 6--I counted after a little while. Suddenly, I hear the elevator doors closing with their usual avengence. I'm assuming this is because she's stepped inside the elevator....

You know what happens when you assume...

Anyway, Suddenly I hear her say "Ouch!" and he clamors saying, "Oh my goodness! Are you ok?"

Apparently, they'd been having a longer, less smacking goodnight kiss, I'm assuming their eyes were closed, and the elevator doors had closed on her. Finally, they actually parted, after getting over the shock of having their kiss cut short by the elevator. I sat in the office trying my hardest not to laugh out loud, as the glass on that window is not very thick, and they would have been completely embarassed.

I've decided to nickname the elevator though. I think it should become the Chastity 2000.

Holy Moley!

Friends, Neighbors, Romans, Countrymen, and Fellow Science Friends, and especially our Dear Avagadro

Stop the Clock: it's MOLE DAY!

Yes friends, that's right! Today, October 23, (or 10/23) is our very favorite atomic buddy's very own day. Hope you all celebrated in one way or another.

Happy Mole Day!!