I am a very lucky girl

I'm early to the office today. You can tell from the time I published this blog.

As I got off the cab, I walked through the glass doors of our building. I was wearing my shades so I
couldn't see the people from afar.

When I got closer to the elevator, I saw a familiar sight. I squinted. I wanted to make sure.

Yap. It's him alright.

He smiled.

I removed the Danube shades. I smiled back.

He introduced me to his officemate. The hell - I forgot the officemate's name.

What do I care, anyway.

He volunteered to bring my gym bag. I apologized and told him it's heavy.

As we went in the elevator, he stood next to me.

We talked about common friends, the weather, sales, etc.

His shoulder brushed through mine. He was way taller than me but he leaned back on the wall so
we were shoulder to shoulder. This way we were able to chat quietly, amidst seven or more people
inside the elevator.

He mouthed several compliments.

"You're so pretty today."

"Yeah, yeah."

"You think I'm pulling your leg?"

Thought bubble in my head: "Dang! Your'e from sales!"

He was whispering in my ear.

It was very clear that he was FLIRTING.

Dang! He's doing a hell of a job.

As I was about to reach my floor, he gave me my gym bag and wished me a nice day.

I did the same.

I'm a very claustrophobic person but this was one of the very few times that I wanted to get stuck in the elevator.