8:00 AM: walk into Starbucks, only a block away from the office; order the regular, extra foam.
8:07 AM: out of the coffee shop and back on the streets of NY, only 7 minutes away from the office lobby. First stop: ladies restroom.
8:14 AM: 30 seconds to check for any imperfections in the make-up, hair;
8:15AM: Right on time. Catch the second elevator and wait for him to get on.
8:16AM: The elevator is crowded but he is not part of the crowd. Where is he? He must be running late…making the whole morning a waste. As the doors start to come to a close, there is a faint cry;” Wait! Someone hold the doors! Please!” The voice finally reaches the elevator; it’s him.
8:18 AM: Make my way to the front of the crowded elevator; create an open spot next to him.
Attempt to make conversation; but not much time left.
“Hey Michael! How are you this morning?” He looks up from his phone; trying to register who I am.
“Oh,hey! Man, it’s been the worst. Got my cab stolen, which made me late...didn’t even have time to grab coffee.”
“Do you want mine? I haven’t drank it yet” I offer way to quickly. “It’s a latte with extra foam.”
“Seriously? That’s what I order every morning! Quite a coincidence…but I can’t take it from you.”
“Have it.” I shoved it towards him.
“Thanks. I really owe you.”
8:20: The elevator reaches the 23rd floor.
“Well this is me. Thanks again.” He gets off and slowly turns back around, “Its Jill right?”
Before I get to answer the doors start to close again. He finally noticed me.
We reach level 24. I get off and find an elevator that is going back down.
8:22: On my way to the office where I work, another block down.