No one ever talks to me here.
Save the occasional directive from my boss.
As he scuttles by my desk and burrows in his office.
I was cheerfully addressed with some small talk
By a suited gentleman in the elevator
I was grateful.
He had toilet paper streaming from the back of his trousers
I thought “I should tell this nice man and spare him further embarrassment”
The grand atrium lobby was teeming with office workers. It was an ice cream party.
I stopped him before he could enter with his paper streamer
My information made him appear stricken and humiliated
He said “How embarrassing”
I nodded and said “Yes” very sweetly with a glued-on smile and strode off to end the pained moment
I sullied the only friendly interaction I have had here
I should have said
“It happens to everyone”