The oddest conversation of the day happened before I’d even gotten a chance to eat my lunch. Even though I was included in the oddest conversation of the day, I was only given a supporting role.
Lobby – Day
Our hero (BRADLEY) is flagging the elevator to wait as he rushes towards it, sandwich, chips and soda in hand. A man inside the elevator (STRANGER) holds the door.
Bradley
Fourth floor, please.
Stranger
Hey, you see that skirt walking across the lobby? No, you came from the deli. Man, she was… I mean the security guards didn’t even try to not make it obvious. Well, you missed out. Here’s my floor. See you around.
The STRANGER exits the elevator on the second floor. BRADLEY rides alone up to the fourth floor, then he eats his lunch.
Yes, these things really do happen to me.
Bradley Robb likes TV and books, and has an intense dislike for cinnamon. Once, Bradley stopped a Soviet T-60 with his middle finger. Bradley writes speculative fiction and edits Fiction Matters, and never really got the hang of talking about himself in the third person.